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Toad in the log pile
I was moving logs from the chopping block to the log store. The wood had been chopped the day before and a toad had taken up residence. I almost didn’t see him, then he was there, and completely impossible to … Continue reading
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Tagged devon, in the moment, log pile, mobile phones, nature, Norman MacCaig, poetry, summer, toad, wildlife
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Every
Wren turned three at the weekend. I have been packing away her old clothes into bags to be passed onto my niece but goodness, I did feel funny about it. With each passing year the clothes get bigger and she’s … Continue reading
Posted in Family and friends, Growing things
Tagged baby, chitting, clothes, espalier, essay, Every, growing children, peach tree, poem, poetry, potatoes, seeds, Wendy Cope
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One of the Many Days
Autumn is here. It was dark coming back from Brownies with Little Owl and her friend last night. Black clouds scudded across the sky. I was hustled and bustled by the wind on my bike this morning. One minute I … Continue reading
Posted in Countryside, Family and friends, Wildlife
Tagged acorns, autumn, baby carrier, bats, bike, bike ride, blackberries, Brownies, children, clouds, conkers, countryside, dark, dawn, early morning, evenings, extract, family, fungi, night, Norman MacCaig, One of the Many Days, parenting, poem, poetry, quote, rose hips, rowan, seasons, storm, storm ali, walk, wind
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Juggler
At the weekend we celebrated Burns night with a gathering of friends and family. I know we’re not in Scotland any more but it seems a nice way of remembering our time there and celebrating some of the things we … Continue reading
Posted in Cooking, Family and friends, Illustration
Tagged animation, Burns night, Burns Night Supper, carrot, Empire Biscuits, friendship, gravy, haggis, hospitality, illustration, juggler, neeps, Nigella Lawson, poetry, recipes, robert burns, scotland, Scottish, shortbread, stovies, swede, tatties, toddlers
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Goodbyes
The house is full of boxes. I’m feeling wistful about leaving Scotland. There are many things I will miss but some things I won’t. I won’t miss the wind that inhabits Edinburgh all year round. It stalks the tall streets … Continue reading
Posted in Making changes
Tagged autumn, bungalows, ecology, edinburgh, farewells, generosity, goodbye, graciousness, grey, growing up, illustration, landscape, leaving, light, moving, Norman MacCaig, people, poetry, Return to Scalpay, scotland, Scottishness understatement, space, the Woodland Trust, wind
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Burns night
For those of you who don’t know (shame on you!) it is Burns Night on Sunday. Poor Little Owl is having a hard time of it. She is having to learn a Burns poem to recite by heart for school. … Continue reading
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Tagged Burns, Burns night, dialect, haggis, illustration, language, neeps, oat cakes, poem, poetry, Roguey pogey, school, scotland, Scots, shortbread, tatties
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