Tag: dogs

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…

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…

A lost season

A disappearing lawn….how many times have I been here? Dogs! Sighs. This summer I haven’t managed any gardening, at all! Borders are completely overrun with weeds, especially mare’s tail, brambles and ground alder. Shrubs and roses are in urgent need of a good prune and ivy and other climbers have long since escaped over the roof, fences or into trees, while a few thousand apples currently…

A hodge podge post

This last week has passed by in a bit of a blurr… We had our open day at the rescue and made a princely sum despite the fact it poured down. I was face-painting but had a secret weapon this time….. my mother-in-law hand knitted these FABULOUS hedgehogs and they sold out within the hour, I even kept one for…

The thing about winter…

Now winter may be cold, wet, windy and grim…..but it can be pretty too! It also has it’s cosy moments. These long dark evenings get you thinking don’t they? For some bizarre reason I found myself ruminating on whether or not I could still run tonight, no idea why! When I actually thought about it I realised that I haven’t…

A deliriously happy cat and other shenanigans

After the week we recently spent in Bath I swore, SWORE on my mothers’ thimble that I would never go back to that apartment…..the one on the top of that horribly steep hill…..but after receiving this email from our lovely landlady Liz, I had a change of heart and booked another week, next summer….WHAT have I done?????? And WHY did…

Freedom

Well…..it would seem that Curly cat has decided to lose her freedom and become a house cat. The other night, I heard a mewling outside the kitchen door, and was astonished to see Curly cat sitting there, bold as brass giving Sam the eye! This is a rather unnerving development, as Curly usually sticks to her shed in the back…

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