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 bond 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

My Pumpkins are Invincible!

Seduced by the beauty of their ghostly, pale, grey-green skins and the plump rounded curves concealing burnt orange flesh beneath, I have left several of my ‘Invincible’ Pumpkins untouched because they are simply too beautiful to eat! But  this season’s crop is starting to plump up in the Kitchen Garden  and it really is time to … Continue reading

Making Hay…….

Days and days of burnished, golden, Indian Summer sunshine sees the late autumn flowers blooming for the bees and my skin turning a pale caramel. This sublime, mellow weather with its misty mornings clearing to deep azure skies and a honeyed, warming light, brings with it a feeling of calmness and contentment which runs very … Continue reading

Dartmoor Jewels…..

The low clouds, heavy and weary with rain, sink lower still to smother gigantic Tors, whilst warm, peat-scented mist rolls over ancient granite and streams. This is Dartmoor; high ground where we live and breathe humid, nebulous air, moistened with gentle drizzle and where for days on end we view the world as if through a … Continue reading

Old Fashioned Raspberry Vinegar…..

Many, many days from now, when the spiteful rain beats sharply on the window panes, the cold wind rattles all the sash windows and when someone you love has a cold, you will be so pleased that you have a bottle of this magical, pure and natural potion in your store cupboard. Raspberry Vinegar and … Continue reading

My Fabulous Pop-Up Shop!

Well…it’s a roadside stall really. Just a little wonky table and some shelves painted the colour of a blackbird’s egg. But when the Sweet Peas and scented Sweet Williams and old fashioned Pinks are picked and the baby carrots are bunched and tied and the Rhubarb is piled high, my little stand becomes a natural, … Continue reading

My Open Garden Day…..

Gently rounded, honey-brown and dappled by the sun, but with a slightly fragile outer shell…. something has happened to me!  I have finally become just like a Burford Brown hen’s egg! This is no surprise because during the month before my garden open day, scrambled eggs was all I had time to cook and eat as … Continue reading