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…

Rosettes and Waggy Tails!

It was so lovely to wake up to a glorious, sunny Peak District day yesterday as The 'Lord of the Manor' and I, with Jess in tow, were off to the Hartington Country Show.  Well I guess having been here for 7 months now, a country show was a must to make us feel like…

Lambs in the Peaks.

The days are getting lighter and longer, and row upon row of daffodils, like long-legged ladies in bonnets are swaying from side to side in the easterly wind. However,  nothing says 'Spring is coming' more to me than the arrival of adorable fluffy white lambs in the fields.  I've always got my camera at the…

Chickens at the windows

I have always enjoyed keeping a couple of hens, they make even a small garden a much more interesting place, and these two girls, (originally three until Mr. Fox did his worst) have kept me very amused and entertained over the last few years.   Now, having been brought up in a small city garden,…