Category Archives: season

The Annual

It’s the time of year when birds are migrating, trees change colour as they stop storing sugar to begin their resting time. It’s also the season of storms, power-cuts, and other seasonal joys … THE ANNUAL I bend and hear … Continue reading

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The Horse

Passing a field with horses in summer is to catch a breath of adventure, or a sense of when life moved a little more slowly. Or perhaps a sense of competition, gymkhanas, races … the held breath of watching horses … Continue reading

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Too Much

After a very long grey, wet, winter, spring came up with speed, and then June burst into flower all over the place … A A TOO MUCH June woke up three weeks ago               spread a cacophony of roses over the … Continue reading

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Faint on the Sky

Evenings at this time of year can be magic. We are framed in stillness,listening to sounds of birds settling, watching the swift change of light, aware of the quiet earth … FAINT ON THE SKY a whisper of sound passes … Continue reading

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Riding Again

Can anything be more fun that free-wheeling down a hill, sun shining, dandelions and Queen Anne’s Lace on the banks, trees bending, until … A RIDING AGAIN my jacket                              … Continue reading

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Planning Ahead

Most years we go down to a nearby beach in the fall and collect seaweed, which is a great garden fertilizer, and free for the picking. Best to go after a storm, when the beaches really get loaded up … … Continue reading

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Summer Fete

Garage sales are fun, and summer fetes even more so as the choices are so many, and all out of doors. Second-hand books draw me every time, but I always wander through baking, white elephants, clothes, jewellery … A SUMMER … Continue reading

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