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In flower for 2018

The hedgerows are quiet and in winter slumber.  The ivy is still feeding the last few little pollinators who haven’t realised  yet its time for bed.  The hedge near our house still has pink pillow berries and the nettles never ever notice winter at all, and continue to menace even in their frosted coats. When… Continue reading In flower for 2018

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Abandoned

The time for good cheer and charity, Christmas is on its way and I am slightly childishly excited. I am heading for London and a month to indulge myself enjoying Oxford Streets lights, Selfridges window displays, a visit to the London Museum as I have found that Tony loves history as much as I do… Continue reading Abandoned

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Paris – Material Girl

An abbreviated article appears in this seasons The Good Life Magazine. On a cold, crisp April morning, with numb fingers, two seemingly mad English, with an almost feverish determination, searched for buttons; muscling locals aside to pounce on another matching set, or to accumulate a whole euro bag worth of those lovely cute orange ones.… Continue reading Paris – Material Girl

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Pygmalion

Pygmalian fell in love with a sculpture and Aphrodite granted his wish of companionship and made this sculpture human. The famous Eliza Doolittle, of GB Shaws famous play, changed too, from Cockney street girl to refined Fair Lady. Changes manifest in many ways and forgive me for this strangulation of mythology to fit my prose,… Continue reading Pygmalion

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How cold my toes

The more it snows (Tiddely pom), The more it goes (Tiddely pom), The more it goes (Tiddely pom) On snowing. And nobody knows (Tiddely pom), How cold my toes (Tiddely pom), How cold my toes (Tiddely pom), Are growing. Winnie The Pooh was right.  He always is.  It snowed and I rushed out with the… Continue reading How cold my toes

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First snow

It snowed! So excited as it isn’t supposed to snow here. Couldn’t wait till morning, had to jump out with camera and rush into the garden.  It was so quiet, beautiful and the dark lanes and fields were lit in soft reflection from this new white blanket.  The sky is heavy with snow, so tomorrow… Continue reading First snow

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Portraits

They are a restless lot and chewing the cud, snuffling through leaves or merely running away in blind panic, is the usual happening when I raise my camera lens.  Maybe the lens makes me look like a large menacing single-eyed cyclopes, but whatever it does, it makes animal portraiture difficult.  Mr Bull positively puffs and… Continue reading Portraits