• Sprout is Back…
    Our son and daughter-in-law, the Window to the Wild folk, are busy with baby showers at the moment. This week they took a trip out of town to party with her side of ...
  • My Followers…
    On my way home one morning Charlie come dashing up the lane to great me, “I’ve already been on my walk,” I told her leaning down to rub her ears as ...
  • Farmers at Work…
    Hubs and I have tractor envy. The farmers around us have the latest air-conditioned models that they ride on roads and between fields and sometimes home to their ...
  • Air-Conditioning…
    In England I used to turn on the heat during the winter months only when my sensible cold weather, indoor gear of a sweater, long trousers, socks and slippers failed ...
  • Shads au Contraire…
    This year we were all set to take our five cats at Footlights for their annual rabies shots. I went up into the attic and brought down the three boxes I have for ...
  • Psalm 131…
    When I walk in the mornings I let my thoughts loose; I examine them in the fresh light of a Rigsby Lane dawn. This week it’s the afterlife that’s been ...
  • The Live Oak…
    Live oaks stay leafy all year. In their part of the woods leaves crunch underfoot catching autumn off guard. When winter drops its snow she stands tall in the watery ...
  • Is it Dry Yet?…
    Hubs sprays the house for pests, beetles, scorpions, ants and other creepy crawlies that I don’t really mind unless they’re in my pantry.  The cats ...
  • Thirty Years Ago…
    Thirty years ago I was working as the phone room manager at Rainbow-Ticketmaster in Dallas. I had two sons, Ian was 3 and a bit, Simon was 10 months old and my ...
  • Memory Clinic…
    In England we have Memory Clinics. My mother used to go to one to rule out dementia, or as it used to be called, senility. She was asked a few questions about ...
  • Sprout Waiting…
    The time for Sprout to be collected, after the Mexican resort holiday on the beach, came and went. Simon, our son, kept us informed, “I’m just so busy ...
  • Sprout Too…
    We get an edible magazine. That doesn’t mean it can be eaten after it’s been read, though that’s a novel idea… It celebrates food and ...
  • Sprout…
    Simon, co-founder of Window to the Wild, husband to Lindsey and future father of our granddaughter-to-be, camped all night outside the Richardson Animal Shelter to ...
  • Dam…
    We took a trip up to the Denison Dam managed by the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers.  It’s located on the red river between Oklahoma and Texas and was a pleasant ...
  • San Miguel de Allende…
    To celebrate the one year anniversary of Hubs’ knee surgery we went to Mexico. Not to the beach but inland to a delightful, colonial city called San Miguel de ...
  • Dennis…
    The name Dennis always brings to mind a phone operator I used to have at Ticketmaster. He was one of my supervisors and a hard working and reliable employee. On ...
  • This Cat…
    It’s Shads again. He’s kicked his ceiling fan phobia although sometimes his imagination will run wild and he’ll bolt from the bed or the couch, ...
  • English Country Gardens…
    This spring has seen a lot of rain;  and I mean even more than the flooding in 2015, the year we moved to Footlights, that was declared the wettest spring in Texas ...
  • The Last of the Jam…
    All of a sudden I look and it’s the end of May. The year so far has brought our family joys, some sorrow and an all too familiar tussling of emotions. Pretty ...
  • Doe a Deer, a Female Deer…
    We are supposed to have deer in the country but I hardly ever see one. With all the construction going on a-round-abouts I won’t be surprised if we ...
  • Surpassing all Understanding…
    God messages me in many ways… When I take my mind off my fears, my doubts, myself, He whispers serenity into my spirit and shows me a playfully overgrown ...
  • Shadow and the Fans…
    I am so glad I’m not a cat! They develop unfounded fears. Shadow’s latest concern has to do with fans.  Ceiling fans. We have nine in the house and he ...
  • The Heavy Machinery Rolls in…
    Change is imminent. Having grown up in a terraced Georgian cottage in London (protected by the National Trust) that backed up to the convent school’s playing ...
  • Tarantula…
    I’ve seen tarantulas down at the end of our drive. I’ll spot one moving regally, queen of the arachnids, creeping towards supper through the tall ...
  • Ceilings…
    My ceiling painting job came around again. After I’d volunteered my services the first time round I declared it to be,  “The last!” However – ...
  • Thistle…
    We will have been at Footlights four years this month and I have almost won the battle with the thistle that was overgrowing my pastures and meadows. At first they ...
Recent Posts
Sprout is Back…
/ August 16, 2019
Our son and daughter-in-law, the Window to the Wild folk, are busy with baby showers at the moment. This week they took a trip out of town to party with her side of ...
My Followers…
/ August 8, 2019
On my way home one morning Charlie come dashing up the lane to great me, “I’ve already been on my walk,” I told her leaning down to rub her ears as ...
Farmers at Work…
/ August 5, 2019
Hubs and I have tractor envy. The farmers around us have the latest air-conditioned models that they ride on roads and between fields and sometimes home to their ...
Air-Conditioning…
/ July 31, 2019
In England I used to turn on the heat during the winter months only when my sensible cold weather, indoor gear of a sweater, long trousers, socks and slippers failed ...
Shads au Contraire…
/ July 29, 2019
This year we were all set to take our five cats at Footlights for their annual rabies shots. I went up into the attic and brought down the three boxes I have for ...
Psalm 131…
/ July 25, 2019
When I walk in the mornings I let my thoughts loose; I examine them in the fresh light of a Rigsby Lane dawn. This week it’s the afterlife that’s been ...