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Horizons

All I want to do today is walk and think. We will be going out later to find some acorns for Miss Puddleduck’s autumn project. We might collect some crab apples too, as I intend to make crab apple jelly. … Continue reading

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Marmite for the Soul

This truly is a meadow in an old fashioned sense; rarely seen these days with clover and harebells et al. Although rarely seen, I am treated to this view of beauty from my kitchen door. Today it was therapeutic ‘marmite … Continue reading

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Chatsworth 2015

I stressed.  I nagged.  I flapped.  I worried.  I fretted.  I didn’t want to go.  Dapplebum was a pickle and played up when the children schooled him.  We changed his bit.  He played up.  Longshanks long reined, and long reined … Continue reading

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The Apple of His Eye

Today, I met a consultant who had the same surname as a cold meat my mother used to give us, with a salad, for lunch.  I sat in the chair he offered me and my feet did not touch the … Continue reading

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I Am “With Book”

Child-left remnants of lunch pushed aside are the spoils of a familiar way of life. I am comfortable with it. It is the territory I have lived in for a long time; life lived to meet the needs of little … Continue reading

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Observations That Don’t Make Sense

Indulging in classic procrastinating antics, I sit to write instead of tidying this place called home. I want to record some things I observe. It has been a busy week that passed me by and now I feel the foot … Continue reading

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Pure Faith

Miss Puddleduck, sitting on the piano stool swinging her wellies together; tap, tap, tap.   I ask her if she wants to go and pick wild strawberries.   “In a minute.”  She replies.   “I’m just waiting for God to call me and … Continue reading

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