is a remarkable bird. We have several couples on the Wye, and then out of breeding season, we can have as many […]
… and nothing I like better than to walk the dogs, usually about 6.00 once I have fed them and the donkeys. […]
Recycling, or upcycling – I’m not sure which, but this once apple tree bole is now home to some sweet peas. My […]
is around. The silent killer that stalks its prey without call, whose wings are modified to not make a noise and which […]
No idea what that might mean, but we are currently pre-occupied with the solar panels. A leak in the bedroom ceiling underneath […]
the Spanish version. The wild flower meadow seems to have spread further and more adventurously this year, in the fields around us […]
My Mother’s favourite flower and ours, the fragrance of the older, un-varagated forms are unbelievable, full of pepper and happy memories.
“I go to the lavattory [sic] On Wednesdays I go shopping and have buttered scones for tea”. Lyrics from Monty Python, as […]
Whilst I was taking a breather from my mega-chainsawing, I noticed a tadpole in the water. How magnificent is nature, I pond-ered […]
The May bank holiday marks four years since we took on board the dogs – two rescue greyhounds, Rosie and George (aka […]
