Our neighbour has a Jack Russell puppy. She lives in a small farmhouse at the bottom of our lane and loves to play with chickens and lambs, cats and kittens in her busy barnyard. Adventures and invitations to chase, abounding. Her name is Dahlin’ which makes for a little confusion when she stays with us…

In the mornings I pass a cow field belonging to a neighbour on the lane. She has three new calves and they have names, I don’t know how wise that is when you plan to have them slaughtered and served up on a plate… in fact the other night at Pizza the host brought a…

We are studying Revelation at church, been at it for almost a year now, and I have spent a lot of time meditating on what it means to be Blessed. Chapter 1 verse 3 reads: “Blessed is the one who reads the words of this prophesy aloud, and blessed are those who hear and obey…

There are a lot of fields surrounding us but since our land is bordered with trees we can’t see beyond our boundaries. I’ve had a cow wander in a couple of days in a row, to eat the lush green grass at the bottom of my fairway where the last of the anaerobic sprinklers shoots…

Our film-maker son’s birthday is today. Born a few days before our first wedding anniversary there were no knowing looks from family members (back then they watched the first few months of a new marriage like hawks). Today there’s no more pretending we’re still thirty somethings with a son knocking on twenty something! On bringing…

Footlights officially has three bedrooms, it’s on the Zillow description. But since only Hubs and I live here two of them are, to coin a new phrase, ‘flex spaces’. Sam, Daughts’ Hubs, commented on how we use every room. He lived on the property and was a frequent visitor to our fridge and pantry so…

My blue eyed cowboy and I each walked 200 miles while we were in London; we always clock on the steps as we hurry from one place to the next to pack in as much as we can in our beloved city in a few short weeks. The weather was awful.  I remember the disappointment…

My blue-eyed cowboy and I walked two hundred miles in 32 days. We were in London, we didn’t hike or go for intentional forced marches (as my son calls them) the mileage accumulated as we went about our daily lives. Living in London for us is a very healthy occupation. Whenever we return to the…

One of the jaunts we took was to the city which is just a walk down Victoria street. We passed Westminster Cathedral and stopped in to light a candle for Desi, a baby struggling for his life in ICU back home.  We bought some bookmarks and a child’s rosary from the gift shop and put…

Kathy, my friend from Highcliffe days, and I went for our customary long walk when I visited London this past summer. This time we opted to stroll along the canal from Tower Hamlets to Bow.  A few miles, not too challenging.  We adopted a leisurely pace to give us plenty of breath for catching up….