I am terrible at keeping in touch. Just ask any of my friends. Woeful. I have gotten worse with age. Emails may get read. They may even get replies – usually short and days later. I may find time to write a longer reply – weeks down the line, in the middle of the night, once the Little Paddler is finally asleep and hours past … Continue reading Herbs of Provence
“Mammy. Honey bee.” “No. That’s a fly sweetheart.” “Mammy. Honey bee.” “That’s a bumblebee. See his little fluffy bum?” “Mammy. Honey bee.” “No. That’s another fly darling.” We are working on identifying the wildlife. It’s a long process but we are getting there. It’s an education and a half for me at the same time. I am constantly having to fish out books to peruse … Continue reading Watching the Wildlife
Things have been stressful and hectic here for a long, long time. In fact, when I sit down to really look at things objectively, while there have been brief respites from the pressure, it has been off and on stressful for a number of years now. But really, who doesn’t have stress in their lives? You adjust and you move on. My life motto could possibly … Continue reading Down To Earth Home Cooking
I hate being late for things. Really hate it. Which is funny because I am late for everything. I tell myself a half hour earlier for things so that there is some chance I’ll make it on time – it doesn’t work. I get up earlier so that I’ll have more time to get myself and the Little Paddler ready – it doesn’t work. I … Continue reading Better Late Than Never
Mr. Fairweather is a bit of a dreamer. That suits me fine. I’m a bit of a dreamer myself. It can make things frustratingly slow sometimes but at least we dream the same dream together. That’s kind of what marriage is I suppose. We had always wanted a life out in the country. Mr. Fairweather probably wanted it more but he certainly brought me up … Continue reading Vintage HFW
I have probably mentioned before that I am a terrible beekeeper. A really lazy, procrastinating, muddling along as I go beekeeper. This has served me well enough so far I should think. I was gifted a swarm of bees by a friend and my collection has now grown to four beehives at last count. Fingers crossed I still have four come Spring. Other people think … Continue reading Have You Seen My Bees Anywhere?
I have a small obsession with notebooks. I can hear Mr. Fairweather snorting as he reads this. I’m ignoring him. But seriously. What’s not to love about notebooks? They are beautiful to look at, to feel and sometimes even to smell. I know I may be getting a bit weird here. But seriously, have you smelled a new book? Or what about the smell of an … Continue reading I’ve Said It Once, But I’ll Say It Again