Wish Upon A Bone
Meat shredded from the carcass, I dismantled the wishbone, put it to one side, and then carried on stirring the saucepan’s ingredients. A copious sprinkling of seasoning, a generous glug of Sauvignon Blanc added to...
Dwindling Nights
It’s the first day after Winter Solstice. Let’s hope life will be more positive with the lengthening days – it’ll definitely be brighter. After much rain and the need for fresh air, we went for...
Making An Entrance & Shopping Local
I’ve often made my own Christmas wreaths, but this year I was drawn to photographs on a local produce market’s Facebook page one Saturday evening. After a few private messages to find out prices, choose...
Welcome Callers
“Good morning, fella.” I always talk to robins whenever I see them and one was sitting on the wall as I opened the bedroom curtains. We’re fortunate to have a couple who visit the back...
Mouse In Our Christmas Tree
Excitement infused the air as I lugged bulging shopping bags through the frosty doorway of our cottage twenty years ago. My seven-year-old son and teenage daughter’s animated voices drifted through from the lounge before the...
The Bright Side
I’ve overslept, was my first thought this morning as light streamed through a crack in the curtains. It’s my writing day and I didn’t want to miss a minute. Bleary-eyed and switching on the kettle,...
Wild And Free
The moors were refreshing, even on a damp afternoon. Desolate and green, the beauty of Minions Moor always amazes me and so peaceful from when it was a mining hub two centuries ago. The tin...
Below The Arches
We are so fortunate to live only a three-minute walk away from another picturesque part of the village. It’s a place to admire and inspire whatever the weather. At the moment the water’s murky because...
Along The Seashore
I’m so pleased I took my camera. I had wondered about it because the weather was so drab, but it’s a pocket-sized one, so there was nothing to lose, and as it turned out, a...
Farewell Halloween, Hello Christmas
I’m one of those people who, after Halloween, and when the pumpkin lantern becomes a lopsided squidgy mess, directs my attention to Christmas. I love the season, and even in the summer, if there’s a...