Matthew’s re-telling of Jesus’ parable in Chapter 20:1-16, a vineyard owner goes out in the marketplace several times a day to hire labourers who have not yet been chosen. When it came time to pay his workers for their day’s work everyone receives the same wage. Those who had worked a full day and those…

I think if I had more practice, driving in the dark wouldn’t be so bad. Unlike Hubs I do not memorise the route so each curve, each bridge, each pothole is a surprise in the half light of early morn. Along the country roads pitch darkness surrounds me, trees blend with the sky, property boundaries…

I was talking to my son, Mr. Window to the Wild, and father of our grand-daughters, Sophie Sparrow and Avery Wren aged 5 & 3 respectively, who asked me, “Mum, how do I raise my daughters in a racist and discriminating world?” “Well…” I said in the longest Southern drawl I could muster to give me…

I know only too well the sneaky touch of the enemy. Like a wasp that flies past silently, lightly brushing my arm, a gentle sigh, leaving a welt that swells and burns and rages for days… that dreadful emptiness in the pit of my stomach that roils and heaves with nausea, the fearful anxiety that…

The year 2020 was an odd one and when I went to write my Christmas letter I had a stirring temptation to simply put, “Dear Family & Friends, This year, apart from our visit to London in January, we did absolutely nothing… Along with everyone else in the world…” Of course that would not be…

Dahlin’ is quick on her four feet and short little legs! I was worried that she would dash off without me and disappear into the woods, but she was good as long as I stayed put, in a flower bed or hanging up the washing and didn’t wander off which flipped a switch that said…”runnies!”…

This week the temperatures have been very pleasant in the morning. I find I am almost frisky when the air is brisk and I have to wear a sweater to keep the chill out for the first few miles. Mid 70ºF makes me feel a little sluggish but a low 60ºF is just right. My…

I’ve been tossed away like a piece of flotsam, Cast adrift in a sea of confusion. Drowned in a bay of decisions. Tangled in a torrent of lies. Left floating in a river of loathing. I’ve been blocked like an unwelcome text, snarled by a tangle of words. Scorned by those I thought cared, gutted…

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…

Walking first thing in the morning is compelling. At 6am I close my eyes and swing my legs out of bed sliding on my flip-flops and unplugging my phone, tricking my brain into thinking I’m still dozing. The flash of light on my screen gets me to the bathroom and into my closet where I…