Some years ago, with a recently acquired friend, we trogged our way up the side of Ingleborough on a cool damp June morning. After heavy rai...

 The new normal (so far) In the early morning gloom, the post breakfast nap (if you are a dog) and the garden patrol (if you are the cat) ar...

It is dark and wild outside. Trees dance and contort in the wind and sheets of rain dash against the windows. Himself has already left for w...

 Thank you for such lovely welcoming words for 'Willow' who seems to have, despite all the upheaval, started to settle and know ...

 So. Today a thing happened. Well, firstly it was my last day at work and I left feeling loved and genuinely touched by the many wonderful p...

  A bit of a waffly wool-gathering post today. The weather is not that nice as I look out, so I shall use the day to crack on with stitching...

Recently, between work days, I have borrowed a dog and he's dragged me around the local village pathways.   I say borrowed, his mum had ...

The day job is about to end - five days left (but who's counting...) Talk about a sea change.  A voluntary choice to resign several year...

 April 2025 (my last post) was some time ago - a lot has happened yet nothing has happened. A life time of stories yet just a blink of an ey...

Tuesday. Work is a little too busy for my liking at the moment, but it is the way with working outdoors. Gardens have awoken and are shaking...

 The house at the moment is revelling in the warm scent of freshly made marmalade. The jars have been filled and the lids are beginning to c...