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...
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...
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...
The first thing I wanted to do when I got back from my trip and long drive south was to walk the dogs. Not only to be with them, but to get out into the countryside I’ve come to love and call home.
I’m writing my fifth book which revisits a dark time for me. But the dogs kept my problems in perspective and Facebook memories tell me this.
July was busy with friends and family visting and lots of other good things. There were also some less than good things. This summer two friends have faced big health crises with ongoing ramifications....
Unexpected visitors combined with those planned with friends and family have scuppered my summer schedule. I’ve almost given up trying to stay on top of anything let alone everything.
Each summer I enjoy sharing photos of sunflowers on social media. If I do that this year it’ll be tinged with sadness. They’ll be a remindersof a terrible night for our local area.
I know every dog is unique. But emotionally I couldn’t help myself fitting Cerise into my expectations. I should have known better.
Just like that, or so it seems, it’s May. When I was last here blogging we were sharing quality time with family. The dogs were enjoying the company of cousin Chester. The weather was...
Last time I was writing here I was nose down working on the first draft of my next book. It was an immersion in jostling with words in order to get the skeleton in...