We've been fortunate to live in lovely places. In a troubled world, here we are blessed to breathe and think. I listen to wind against wheat. Surf against rock. Birds cry, but they're not sad. It's easy to smile here. This is the walk from our home to the sea. I am so grateful.
Random tasks for the week
TASKS TO ACCOMPLISH THIS WEEK (if at all possible) Read Ruby Redfort, Feel The Fear. Enjoy a sunset or two. Stroll hand in hand with my other half. Chat freely with other people's dogs. [Take for granted that motivation understood to be entirely wholesome]. Maybe photograph one or two. Enjoy the mischief and fun of grandsons, … Continue reading Random tasks for the week
Getting back to work… sort of
Last September, in the place where I grew up, we made a plan. Paddling in the rock pools, breathing transparent air (not dove grey, like it was in our other home town) - it all came together. We would live here. Where life-changing decisions are made. We returned home, did what we needed to do … Continue reading Getting back to work… sort of
An alternative lifestyle
We moved away from a conventional life a few years ago. Our alternative is more creative and seat-of-pants. We always manage to drift along. Living back at the coast is divine. When I write about the cove in Ellie Booton's Journals, it's pretty similar to this... Below: Abbie Highfield, whoever you are, your name tag was … Continue reading An alternative lifestyle