Author: Janetta Harvey

A chapter closes

It’s only week six of the year and already it’s feeling like it might be yet another of ‘those’ years. One in which we hurtle through one demanding thing after another. One where, getting...

Snow days are fun days

We almost never get snow where we live in France. Winter temperatures do regularly fall below zero but snow is rare. The last time we got more than a fleeting flurry was a few...

Shortest, darkest day

Another Winter Solstice arrives and I wonder how a whole year has passed since I wrote this. It was written after enjoying a beautiful frozen walk with Albert, but when my heart was heavy...

Here we are again

When I let my mind return to the final moments with Susie-Belle, I am as disturbed by it now, seven years on, as I was then. It feels like seven seconds ago.

Time is strange

Exactly three years on from Angel joining our home and eleven months since Renae dying and my sense of time is weird.

Wandering and wondering

Whilst we soaked up the atmosphere, enjoyed the architecture, views and history, many centuries worth of aromas that infused the cobbles provided Susie-Belle and Renae with their amusement Saving Susie-belle, 2014 I wrote those...