The best laid plans.

Did you do anything special for Valentines Day?  On February 14th It was a year since we moved to the Peak District.  A rather special Valentines Day meal was booked in advance by the Lord of the Manor, a dress was bought, and we were looking forward to a lovely evening out to celebrate the…

The Simple Things.

Don't you think that more often than not it is the simple things in life that bring the most pleasure.  They may not be the most exciting, adrenaline rushing, post a picture on facebook type moments, but they are the moments that make our day to day life just that extra bit special.  Yesterday I…

A palm tree for Simon.

"Simon hugging a palm tree, Simon hugging a palm tree, palm tree, palm tree"!  that was my anchor thought.  An 'anchor thought' I was told (after trauling through you tube videos of  'How to overcome your fear of flying') is a good way of tricking your mind out of its fearful thought processes.  Each time…

Emily’s Autumn.

  The morns are meeker than they were, The nuts are getting brown; The berry’s cheek is plumper, The rose is out of town. The maple wears a gayer scarf, The field a scarlet gown. Lest I should be old-fashioned, I’ll put a trinket on.     Poem by  - Emily Dickinson Photo by  -…

Its raining conkers!

Are you feeling autumnal yet?  Have you smelt that wonderful smell that tells you that Autumn is on its way, as the weather starts to change and the leaves begin to fall.  I sometimes wonder if it's just me, or do other people  'smell'  the arrival of this wonderfully colourful season. In autumn last year…

The grand age of 1. (Happy birthday Arlo)

Well, I'll take the  'all-wise'  part, but I think I have a while to go before I'm labelled prehistoric.  I do however agree with the fact that being a grandmother is wonderful, and I'm quite sure that I'm not on my own with that feeling. Those of you who follow my blog will know that…

The countryside sleeps.

As the golden sun sets, over green velvet fields, stitched neatly together with grey stone walled thread, the countryside gently settles down to sleep. The evocative voice of the curlew slowly begins to fade as cattle seek shelter, from the nighttime breeze. A faint whisper of leaves is all that is heard, as a blanket…

Wild beauty in the Peaks.

It's been raining ... A LOT!!  Not just in the Peak District but in Derbyshire and England in general.  I'm sure we are all longing to feel the warmth of the sun on our faces, and the general feeling of well being that a warm sunny day brings.  Hopefully, better weather is ahead, but I…