I don’t know about you Daughts, but on December 31st I always ask myself the same question, “Where did the year go?” I flip through my diaries and make a note of the ...
Our bird keeping son, Simon, bought a barn. It came in a kit with everything included – rather like an IKEA delivery only with more technical instructions – I ...
I absolutely do not wish to compare myself to the great Spanish Mystic, St John of the Cross. A Carmelite friar and priest (1542-1591). No way me! But I do every so often refer to my ...
For me, the epitome of an English garden is one that looks tangly and wild… those lovely little cottage gardens, over-run with wisteria and clambering roses, bursting with colour ...
Our beautiful grand-daughter, Sophie, celebrated her first birthday recently and we had her party in Farmersville at the city park, In true McNeny-style… Picnics R Us! A mess of ...
Hey Winks, it’s that day again! Many Happy Returns! I’ve just finished reading all the blogs I’ve written for your birthday since 2011! This will be your ninth! You ...
As a child I’d spend weeks with my paternal grandmother in her house in Buckinghamshire. Booker was in the country where the air was clean and smelled of lilac and cut hay, quite ...
Funny expression this English one, Many Happy Returns of the Day! The Day meaning Birth-day of course! Hubs and I left for London on New Year’s Eve and welcomed in the new decade ...
Callie is the cat who adopted us. She missed the moving truck when her family left the apartment complex we were living in and found us instead. She was so thin… ...
I trust God. I have faith. Really. As long as everything is going well I suppose… Like most people around me I want to be in the know. I want to be able to plan… without ...
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.