With the exception of the truly awful way that I lost Matilda here, there is no way that anyone can remain really sad or down living down here. The cats dash about and adore me, the birds entertain me, the squirrels make me laugh, the fox amazes me, the badgers enthrall me, and the woods hold, support and heal even if they take you to very darkest ( Read more... )

I've just got in from a walk in the woods. The moon was hidden behind the clouds but I walked down to Farmhouse Woods in the dark without using a torch as ever following the track. Leaves blew by and rustled beside me. Around me I could hear the breath of the horses as they stuggled to see me. The owls called from deep within the wood. The woods ( Read more... )

The massive storm seems to have knocked the broadband down again. Phone line busy crap and disconnecting bollox all over again. I am not amused. I can't wait for the morons to ask me if I unplugged my modem, of course i did, it was the first thing i did ( Read more... )

I have been here two and a half years and found many, many crow and rook feathers. I have always longed for one from the massive crows who come in the garden and tower over everything. Today when coming back from a thinking cuppa in the woods that saw me leaning against an oak tree, holding my cuppa in one hand and Rosie supported on my arm and ( Read more... )