As you know I like shadows. Time passes, and there’s nothing like a river to bring home the point. One…
A lovely day to scatter George’s ashes with Rosie’s under her tree. Thanks to the pair of you, you taught…
A love story, or how anthropomorphism (our ability to turn animal things into human perspectives) is alive and well. An…
Spring has sprung, despite the cold Easter(ly) wind today. “I remember when we had snow at Easter in the olden…
Five weeks in and we have taken the hard decision to return her to the rescue charity. She is an…
Margrethe Blossom Dearie Profile: American jazz singer and pianist.Born: April 28, 1924 in East Durham, New York, USA.Died: February 7,…
and Taylor is settling in well. Well, not so well maybe. Following the sad and quick demise of George (his…
Another new digit to become familiar with, another feeling of unsureness when handwriting a date and questioning whether you’ve got…
Fifty years ago, or so, someone decided to plant a Cypress tree. Or, a bird ate a seed of the…
All is calm (now), all shall be well (at last). The power of the river is to be seen to…