Category: Photography
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Battening down the Hatches

Yesterday was cold and icy on top of the small amount of snow that sat around all day. However the cold weather did not deter the daffodils. Bless their beautiful nodding heads. Bowed down under the ice but still smiling like crazy. They are universally joyful. I drained the yoghurt to make Labneh. Daisy and…
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Dairy-maid’s Arms

When I was small my Dad used to squeeze my upper arms between his thumb and his forefinger and chant.. “and the muscles on her scrahwny arms stoock oot like spiders knees”. Always in a broad and deeply pretend Scottish accent. I would scream with laughter and wriggle away, long sunburnt arms pumping my skinny…
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Sun-green

This is what is happening in the fields, the sun is greening the ground. Waving its brushy wand. Its hard earned water colours. Colouring at last. I am tired. In fact i am feeling deeply tired. Don’t worry though, it is just an adjustment period. A step, step peck. Daisy has presented with The Mastitis. So…
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I am not the only One

Someone else is completely bonkers too! Pushy Pig. It gets worse. See what I mean? That little pig gets away with anything. Poor Boo Nanny. What can you do. (Does a rhetorical question have a question mark?) The Daily View is going, ever so slowly; green. Ever so slowly but it is coming. I hope…


