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 […]
Comfrey. Rosie loves to eat the leaves of this plant. Here she tip toes through it. For humans, the plant is still […]
Or three at our favourite coffee #1 in Brecon. Joan insisted on a morning out (“I wanna go”!), so it’d be rude […]
however you say it, they’ve got to go in, so that is today’s job, despite reading today that we have had less […]
At this time of year, we are used to finding shells, eggshells or parts thereof, around the garden as you would suppose. […]
