This spring has seen a lot of rain; and I mean even more than the flooding in 2015, the year…
Codswallop
Slang for load of rubbish. My life as an erstwhile homeschooler and the subsequent written musings thereof may verge on codswallop at times. Mostly my day to day musings on life as a boomer exploring happenstances as they come my way are treasures worth recording.
The Last of the Jam…
All of a sudden I look and it’s the end of May. The year so far has brought our family…
Doe a Deer, a Female Deer…
We are supposed to have deer in the country but I hardly ever see one. With all the construction going…
Surpassing all Understanding…
God messages me in many ways… When I take my mind off my fears, my doubts, myself, He whispers serenity…
Shadow and the Fans…
I am so glad I’m not a cat! They develop unfounded fears. Shadow’s latest concern has to do with fans.…
The Heavy Machinery Rolls in…
Change is imminent. Having grown up in a terraced Georgian cottage in London (protected by the National Trust) that backed…
Tarantula…
I’ve seen tarantulas down at the end of our drive. I’ll spot one moving regally, queen of the arachnids, creeping…
