During the first weekend of December we gathered around newspaper covered tables and we crafted many wreaths.  For ourselves, for friends, f...

  Go on , I said, let me fix it for you ... I really would love to. You'll be doing me a favour - I need my hands to be busy and I love ...

The house has been full of voices the last couple of days with the boys and their girls joining us for our annual wreath making day - it was...

Hello dear ones - thank you so much for your thoughtful comments and I was touched that some of you shared your word for 2021 with me - than...

 Another week in 2020 has slipped by, a gentle mix of busy and quiet, sorrow and joy, sunshine and rain. Monday while I worked up in the moo...

Walked yesterday with Moss (obviously) and a dear friend. We used to meet once a week before everything changed and we'd walk a...

A quiet list of gratitude, acknowledging that it is the little things that make a day all that better. Confirming my decision to live ...

Last week, an artist friend and I spent a lovely several hours with a walking group as part of the Pendle Hill Project, a funded action proj...