There is a small wall in my garden which, if discovered by an archaeologist with a lively imagination, might cause a certain amount of excitement. It is made of stones that look remarkably like bones. Not metaphorical bones of the sort one finds in a poet’s description of a windsweptContinue Reading
Shorter days equal project days in my household. Usually starting around November, with so much more darkness, let alone colder temperatures, it is a very real excuse to stay indoors and tackle those indoor projects. Certainly this can be a list of those practical mends, fixing a squeaky door, sewingContinue Reading
As the days close in I now take an hour at lunchtime to spend in the garden with the ducks as mornings and evenings don’t give me the same freedom any more. We normally take the time to clear an area. Me pruning or pulling, the ducks eating the wormyContinue Reading
My father was a collector of antique tools, alongside my mother’s collection of antique kitchen utensils. I love both types of tools for their often quirky, try to figure out what they initially are for, yet always quality craftsmanship. Antique Tools for the Workshop My Dad’s collection of antique toolsContinue Reading
This weekend I treated myself to making my luscious coffee scrub again. This time of year just begged me to bolster myself and rehydrate my skin. My skin has been feeling so dry, what with changeable weather and sudden temperature dips, so Iayers are certainly called for. It sort ofContinue Reading
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