at home
It’s still snowing here. Snow is one of those things about which Jesus definitely is Not Sure. Just check out his plum tree. . . The wee man is spending the day inside, but me and Bruce have been out...
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Surely one of the most satisfying things about any kind of journal keeping is the Gilbert White-like sense it can convey of seasonal continuity or change. At dusk yesterday, Jesus’s plum tree burst...
View ArticleSeptember
It is is a lovely time of year. of fruits . . . . . . seedheads . . . . . . and turning leaves. Jesus seems even more than ordinarily contemplative. . . . . . and Bruce enjoys sampling the Autumnal...
View ArticleSummer days
It is a while since I’ve known a spell of weather like it. The verges have bloomed into wildflower meadows. Everything seems sharper, brighter, a dappled world of light and shade. The evening air is...
View Articleswings and roundabouts
Jesus is back. He was discovered at a neighbour’s, lured away by the promise of full Scottish breakfasts, oodles of milk, and a general lack of workmen and disruption. He is looking a bit scraggy, but...
View ArticlePottering
Tom is away, working in Ireland at the moment. I really miss him, but I am distracting myself by working very hard on my YOKES, and am enjoying pottering in the garden in my spare moments. I cannot use...
View Articleits the weekend!
Thank you for all your comments on the last post! And especially for the helpful recommendation of water shoes – my dropped foot annoyingly makes many kinds of footwear very tricky to manage (it...
View Articlefeline farewell
Last week we said goodbye to our cat, Jesus. Now, some of the (very few) weird communications I’ve had over the years on this blog have related to the name of our long-lived and much beloved feline and...
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