By now we were were on a roll. It was day four of winter weather and the temperatures were still dropping; not an above teens forecast in sight. I still walked, it was fun to tramp ...
My son and his wife are founders of a bird company that trains and shows native birds of prey that for one reason or another cannot survive on their own in the wild. Window to the Wild ...
After several days of freezing temperatures the mercury slowly began to rise reversing the snowy-spell that had be-fallen much of the south. At Footlights I noticed my holly bush had ...
Daughts and her Hubs suffered from power outages and frozen pipes for the first three days of the winter storm. Fortunately they have a fireplace and plenty of wood… and an axe ...
Well, I caught Magic suitably marked, “Remember that you are dust and to dust you shall return,” on this first day of Lent. I suspect he snagged a few moments in the ...
It had been cold for a few weeks…in fact the horses were having a break from me because it was rainy, muddy and downright miserable. Their water had to be broken into, their ...
While the storm blew in and our water pump heater/air-conditioner worked overtime to keep the frost off the inside of our windows, (whoops, somebody left the hose reel out…) Hubs ...
I just want to say that the closure of churches during the pandemic has worn very thin. I drafted a letter to the power(s) that be in my part of the world and was answered immediately ...
At rural boarding school when the power went out (regularly in the winter as different unions went on strike for better working conditions or higher wages) it was an inconvenience. The ...
It wasn’t until I watched Call the Midwife that I realized the National Health (NHS), a social service that has been a part of my life since I can remember, was still dealing with ...
Well hello there! My name is Vivienne McNeny.
I am an empty nester exploring life as a Boomer…you could say I'm happily Boomering along!
As a homeschooling Mum I have finally quit the job of role model and mentor to my four children. I do what I want to do, eat when I feel like it, enjoy life with my blue eyed cowboy and clean my house once a month or so whether it needs it or not!
In true English form I write about the emergence of my true identity now that I can no longer hide behind my children as their Mum.