It’s Spring in Beckenham and the roses have started blooming. I have a couple on my desk, and the bush…
spring
Seen and Unseen…
While on retreat I found myself surrounded by visible reminders of Spring. The trees were still bare, it was cold…
More Signs of Spring…
How does one find anything so delicate and tiny as the Trout Lily? Cunningly nestled beneath the leaves on…
Woodland Corners…
My daughter seems to have this thing about nearly treading in unspeakables. I’m not talking about dog poo although that’s…
On the Mend…
I’ve been under the weather. I’d managed to avoid the summer colds going around, the dreaded lurgy rampant on both…
A Posie…
It was Mothering Sunday on March 18th…here in England, before you shake your heads! For the first time I was…