Just popping in to say hello, and to let you know I can now be found  (hopefully fairly regularly!) over in my new blog house   'No...

There is a slow sinking that happens when the year turns new, isn't there? The soft, muted landing after the bright sparkle and lustre ...

So we have slipped past the longest night, the storms that blew for days have abated, and we find ourselves out tramping the sodden mulchy...

Sometimes Life amazes me. Picks me up by my tail and whirls me around a bit, then deposits me somewhere unexpected and never-seen-before, ...

Six months ago we moved house. We left behind a little cottage that sat in a field by the sea, with a marshland spread out behind us, and a ...