Little things

Dogwoods I suppose everyone who has major surgery feels that they will never be right again. I certainly did, you do have to get much worse before getting better. Each week I’ve noticed a distinct improvement. Walking without that horrible hip pain has been an utter bonus. Recently, I went for a check-up. The surgeon was pleased with my progress…

A deep breath

Life is slowing down in the gardens. The grass no longer grows and the perpetual rain of falling leaves drowns out the song of the birds, who sing softly, now the urgency of summer is behind them. Only the melodic robins sing on throughout the days and nights, rehearsing their spring songs. Back and forth the mated pairs sing, deep…

Hang it on the wind

I am gradually adapting to these strange times, although strange does not necessarily mean unpleasant. Taking things a little slower can be surprisingly satisfying. Initially, I didn’t have to do very much of anything, except hang around the gardens. There I watched the drifting clouds and falling leaves and listened to the wind and the crows conversing, something I could…

Sometimes… you just gotta laugh

Life has been a little surreal around here of late. I’m adapting to many things, crutches in particular, although sometimes I forget all about them and jump up, only to then gaze fearfully around, as though I’m trapped in sinking sand, unable to take a step to retrieve them. I usually end up lunging wildly towards them, which sends shooting…

Autumn, time for…

a little Magick. Emergence. I love this time of the year. Day by day, the mossy lawn reveals what lies beneath. It’s full of secrets. Usually the toadstools form a perfect circle. This year they have decided to march across the lawn. Did you know, that mushrooms/fungi are more closely related to people than they are plants…just saying…and that they…

Hip, hip …..hip replacement

A week today, I was feeling somewhat apprehensive totally petrified, as it was the day before my surgery. This operation has been a long time coming, which has resulted in me having far too much time to think about it. It was a little like running from a mouse; the mouse gets bigger and bigger, until it takes on a monstrous form…

A new back garden

Damn, why is that nettle growing on my Groundmans’ barrow? So, my new back garden. It’s certainly different, and so much better. It’s a huge relief to finally have the new flags laid in the back garden and front drive. Despite having excellent builders, it’s certainly been disruptive, and destructive. It’s all about omelettes and eggs I suppose. The borders stayed,…

How releases differ

I’ve lost count of how many creatures I’ve released recently. The little hog in Herbies’ hutch reached the perfect weight and is now back in the wild. Hedgehogs are sooooo easy…they just curl up in the undergrowth, or creep off, deeper and deeper into it. Releasing birds, however, is never straightforward. I’ve long since given up trying to predict what…

Don’t sweat the small stuff

Somehow, I’m always behind, blogging wise. Time to catch up, I think. Recently , I spent a day playing out in the Baltic Triangle in Liverpool, with good friends. This is a new urban project that is rejuvenating a derelict area, on the outskirts of the city. It’s all very bohemian, food stalls, bars and flea markets, the weirder the…

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