Early morning…
Stramble, or somewhere between an amble, or a stroll, but those two words indicate an objective or purpose which is not why I’m beside the Wye. I’m here to take the flavour, smell the smells, listen to the sound track […]
A Swallow doesn’t…
Know what it’s doing. I posted this on Facebook: “ Swallows in on my mind. They arrive here in April, usually around the third week. Some arrived earlier but we assumed they were en passage to more northerly destinations. Each […]
The wild flower meadow…
Is coming into its own. Although any time of year is spectacular to us. But the snowdrop has given way to the crocus which has been superseded by the bluebell and fritillary and now the buttercup and cow parsley.
Necessity is the…
Mother of invention, it is said. Shearing time for the girls, time to get rid of the winter overcoats and make life a whole lot easier and weight free. Simon is round again and he squeezes us in between his […]
Grass cutting is easy…
Grass cutting is easy. Up and down lines neatly adjacent, stop, empty the collector into the barrow (found on the A470 and repaired after being run-over (not by me!)), take the barrow to a suitable dumping area. Then my friends […]
About time too…
When we moved here, nine years ago (coming up) we had an unbelievable selling situation with the purchasers taking the waddle. As a result we took everything that wasn’t nailed down- wood, paving slabs, fences, garden canes, the Mother-in-law (well, […]