Not quite what poet Percy Bysshe Shelley said, the full, correct, version that a poetryphile would recognise is “if winter comes can…”. But as I’m not one of those, I had to look it up!
The storms have stormed, the winds have winded, and the rain has fallen, but brave little blooms are beginning to peep.
Apres le parapluie. Doesn’t make any sense, really, but saying it convinces me I can…
Pannage is the name in the New Forest for anti-acorn operations, when pigs are allowed…
This morning, the first cold morning of the winter, coincided with the Autumn Equinox. The…
We’ve done very well this year, and time to pick the Cox’s Orange which we…
Merryhall. If all goes to plan we are moving, hoping to move is more accurate;…