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Bang
May started with a bang for us, quite literally. Finch leap-frogged a bollard, didn’t make it, and face-planted the pavement. Amongst the tears and considerable amount of blood, there was a silver lining. Through wet eyes, he grinned at me … Continue reading
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Tagged aphids, author, blue tits, bluebells, cycling, event, fossil-hunting, fossils, Hannah Foley, landscape, losing milk teeth, may, may blossom, meadows, paddling, pandemic, place, rambling roses, scent, spring, summer, swifts, writer
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Bennett’s Cross
On Dartmoor there is a crooked stone cross beside the road between Moretonhampstead and Postbridge. Folklore has it that the cross was erected as a boundary marker by a tin miner named William Bennett in the 16th century. Looking out across … Continue reading
Posted in Family and friends, Making changes, Wildlife
Tagged "This too shall pass", 16th century, Birch Tor, common lizard, Dartmoor, devon, dragonflies, family, fishing net, folklore, granite, history, minnows, Moretonhampstead, open cast mining, paddling, perspective, picnic, Postbridge, Redwater Brook, ruins, southwest, spoil heaps, stannery, stream, tin mining, tinner, tomatoes, Vitifier Tin Mine, walk, William Bennett
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In the midst…
I nearly stood on a peacock butterfly as I left a patient’s house this week. It was sunning itself on the front doorstep. The absence of car fumes and aeroplane pollution has made the night sky crystal clear, even in … Continue reading
Posted in Countryside, Family and friends
Tagged COVID-19, daily exercise, devon, exeter, ford, green circle, green space, night sky, paddling, peacock butterfly, pollution, skimming stones, stitchwort, stream, wild garlic
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Half term storms
I am back at my desk after an action-packed half term. The camping trip was a surprising success considering we slept through an almighty thunderstorm. ‘Sleeping’ is probably a bit of a stretch but we definitely nodded off at some … Continue reading
Posted in Countryside, Family and friends, Growing things, Illustration, Wildlife
Tagged allotment, Be Inspired Exhibition 2018, builders, camping, chickens, children, childrens' book art, cows, cygnets, dog, Exeter Illustrators, exhibition, farm, feeding swans, Hannah Foley, illustration, illustrator, landscape, loft conversion, milking, mill lane, paddling, pigs, rain, sleep, stream, swans, The Welcome Cafe, thunderstorm, toilet
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Home
This is a long one. You’d better grab a cuppa. Recently someone I know wrote an online article about home, and it got me thinking. The topic of ‘home’ is one I have gnawed and gnawed at over the years. … Continue reading
Posted in Countryside, Family and friends, Making changes
Tagged beating the bounds, belonging, blackberries, community, connections, country lanes, devon, ecology, gardening, gardens, geography, going home, growing home, hiraeth, home, landscape, local history, natural history, norfolk, Oliver Balch, paddling, people, place, primroses, putting down roots, rejection, rituals, rope swimgs, routines, sea, seasonal living, simplicity, sky, towpaths, Under the Tump, walking diary
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Expecting…again!
There is only one word for last week and that is NOROVIRUS. I’ll say no more. It was awful. This morning Little Owl returned to school, every possible surface name-labeled except her forehead. I’m now sat at my desk with … Continue reading
Posted in Countryside, Family and friends, Wildlife
Tagged autumn, countryside rangers, fish, illustration, new term, norovirus, paddling, primary school, rockpool ramble, school, seaside, shrimps, snails
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A day on the beach
Little Owl and I spent the day on the beach at Exmouth today. We built sandcastles, splashed in the sea, collected shells, and all the other things you should do on a beach. It was marvellous fun. As we packed … Continue reading
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Tagged beach, blue tongue, buried, exmouth, Hot Chocolate, lost, missing, paddling, sandcastles, sea, shells, spade, sprinkles
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Messing about on the river
There is a hidden spot that not many people know about along one of the rivers near to my Mum and Dad. We headed there one hot afternoon this week with my Dad’s friend and his grand children. They’re a … Continue reading
Posted in Wildlife
Tagged eel, illustration, inflatable ring, messing about, minnows, paddling, river, sand martins
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