Call me Dr Dolittle…..

Diminutive, hardworking and the only person I meet on my morning walk whose Chihuahua rides on the back of a horse; Christine is totally devoted to her horse and dogs. So enchanted was I by the┬ábond between this lovely lady and her band of animals and the sparkiness and ease with which her tiny dog … Continue reading

Nasturtium Butter…..

My pre-breakfast morning walk is a push for power; for a fast-paced, heart-pumping, energizing surge where battling against the wind and weather helps me to reclaim some of the adrenalin driven lifestyle I once had. Yes, I rise when the bats are still following their flight paths home to roost and with a torch strapped … Continue reading

My little Halloween Party…

The meadow and moors beyond the Cottage Garden are damp and hazy with mist, as the Blackbirds swoop down to peck at fallen apples amongst the piles of rustling autumn leaves. A sudden blustery wind swirls around the house, making the cockerel weather-vane spin, and tugs at the branches of the oak tree, helping it … Continue reading