Feeling rather joyful that I accomplished what I set out to do at the beginning of the year. A Christmous Tale can be ordered from Etsy if you would like a copy. https://booksbyalisonstore.etsy.com/ Love Alison x
A Christmouse Tale.
A CHRISTMOUSE TALE JOURNEY.
A few Christmases ago I posted a poem on my blog that I had written for Arlo, my first grandchild. He loved the poem, and the book I made him that Christmas has been kept safely in his Christmas book bag and brought out each year. At the beginning of 2022 I decided to look…
Change.
Another Autumn is here and life is changing once again.
A flame burns bright across a still green world, a vibrant announcement of Autumns' arrival. Her gentle voice a whisper, a rustle in the trees. Small in its beginnings but growing in strength, as to each leaf she says It's time. Time to let go, time to change. To release your hold on all youve known, leaving space for new growth. As Autumn softly places a kiss on each green leaf in turn, a new season is born. And with the warmth of her breath, flames are lit across the landscape. Love Alison x Written September 16th 2021.
A Beautiful autumn morning in the Peaks
whilst singing "By the rivers of Babylon"....
Blackberry picking
i realized I had left the dog at the park...
Peak District Summer Soltice
For some crazy reason an alarm was set for 3.30 am this morning but I think when you look through the photos you will probably agree that it was well worth the sacrifice! Im told by some that 'its all down hill from today' but I would like to think that Summer is just beginning…
Happy Birthday Olive.
Being a grandparent is surprisingly lovely, although I still have to pinch myself to believe that I am one. I cant believe that this little baby girl has reached her first birthday already and that Arlo who is soon to be 4 now has a baby brother 'Sebbie Rafe' who is just 5 months old.…
Skipping and Gamboling.
Nothing says 'spring is here' more to me, than the sweet sight of newly born wrinkly lambs skipping and gamboling among the myriad of yellow dandelion heads in the Peak District fields. Oohs and aahs emanate from my mouth on a daily basis as I drive past this field and that, and see those little…
Uplifted
This little quote came up on my phone this morning and totally lifted my spirits. I couldnt help but share it. Love Alison x
Simon
I battled all these thoughts and tried to push them down with the little thought that said....
A “Stop the car”! Peak District moment.
Love Alison x
I am a mole and I live in a hole.
When I moved to the Peak District there were four wildlife inhabitants that I was hoping I would get to see. They were A Badger, An Owl, A Hedgehog and A Mole! I've been really fortunate to unexpectedly see the first three but the Mole, well due to his insistance to live underground, he or…
Silent Sunday
Happy Christmas to you all!
Ive been having problems accessing word press recently on my mac so blogs have been sparse and i'm way behind on reading those I follow. All is well here apart from covid creeping its way in and changing plans a little but as a family we have so much to be thankful for. Little Olive…
Watt! No electricity!
ill make some toast...oops NO ELECTRICITY!
Today I hugged a tree!
I would never in a million years have thought that I would become a tree hugger. Ive heard about people doing it, and the health benefits it can bring but me! Nope! definitely not a tree hugger. Well that is until now. At the moment with various life changes going on I am fortunate to…
CLOUD TREE!
Home grown Clouds! Love Alison x
Oh the joys.
Who would have known being a grandparent would bring so much joy. Little Olive is a real cutey and as a family we are loving getting to know this new little person. Shes even decided already to follow Aston Villa. Daddys team, hmmmm! Im not sure she had much choice but daddy Kev seems happy.…
Change.
A flame burns bright...
Cinderella
I am and always will be so very proud of her.
Mugs and Moods.
I have a mug for sunny days or when I want to bring the sunshine into my life...
A day in my life.
my heart sinks again (I have developed a sixth sense)...
Pure Joy!
Buttercups.
Swaying gently, in the warm June breeze, they stand tall....,
Baby Olive
Alarm clocks ring.....
Through rose tinted glasses. 