Taking the hound – George, the rescue greyhound, on his much enjoyed sniffathons at this time of year is characterised by “plops”. […]
At twelve o’clock today it’s twelve o’clock – midday. This absurd ritual is discombobulating and typically puts one out of sorts for […]
Leading her family of seven young girls downstream.
Him, the rescue hound, loves watching, listening, sniffing and being generally “on watch” when he goes on the river.
A rose by any other name…. We’ve had more storms than Gaelic or Scandinavian names, just like last weekend. Kathleen- I couldn’t […]
but maybe not so many of them these days. At this time of year the frogs meet up to do what frogs […]
Took the dogs walking and opened the gate to a lovely surprise. The top of a dying fir tree had been blown […]
in thinking…” as all letters to Beeb feedback style programmes seem to start. As exercised as I get by Beeb bias, lowering […]
Couldn’t think of anything else to do, so wandered through the garden to the river. Always a thought provoking and stimulating sojourn. […]
