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 …

Aspiring to own a bigger narrowboat, or maybe even a wide berth

After much soul searching, Hubs and I made the decision recently to sell our narrowboat as we were not using it very much and it’s far too small for the dogs, especially Sam. Well, we put it up for sale a few days ago and now a chap is coming to see it on Saturday….and …

Of mice, manic motorists and a wounded hubs

Well, it’s a new year and it’s a lovely to watch the stars that shine so brightly on these cold winter nights. Each day becomes a little longer and I hear the song of more and more birds who are beginning to sing, along with sound of the endless drip, drip, dripping. It’s been such a wet year and …