It is Saturday morning – after another fraught week. A huge hawk came onto the farm while I was at work on Tuesday and killed Mrs Flowers. I saw the hawk when I was driving up the drive from work. The birds were frantic,… Continue Reading “Living with Nature”
Marmalade Cat spends all her time on the bed in The Coupe. In fact I think she thinks that The Coupe has been built just for her. She is thinking of taking up a career in modeling. Marmalade is developing quite the mouth. I… Continue Reading “Walkabout To Bed”
Do you ever feel like laying your head flat on the table and just bawling. Just close your eyes and lay the whole side of your face onto the table and cry. Not where people can see you. Not as an exhibition. Maybe, when… Continue Reading “Being a stranger in a strange land, carrying a little bit of home in my pocket.”