What is this life if, full of care, we have no time to stand and stare?
There’s been plenty of domestic bird activity for me to watch lately. Spring-time is a busy period in the avian calendar.
As April reached the three-quarter point I was charmed by a pair of house sparrows, Continue reading “Birds on the Balcony: front row seats”
The view from here is filled with promise
Monday: I like Mondays! Monday is the beginning of my week and I love beginnings of all kinds: great or small; humdrum, life-changing or complete one-offs. Continue reading “The View from Here: beginnings”
The view from here is harmonious, breezeless and beautiful.
I climbed the stairs this morning to a rosy, frosty sunrise. No mist today, and the fields had a coppery hue as the early golden sunshine bounced off the bejeweled grass. Continue reading “The View from Here: where sheep may safely graze”
…what I’ve created works perfectly. I love it!
Before we moved I tried to persuade B to dispose of some of our furniture, which in my opinion would obviously not work in the new house. Nothing expensive or meaningful: things we had agreed we would replace anyway and/or bargains collected from charity shops. It seemed silly to go the trouble of transporting them but B said no, we should take the lot and if it wasn’t needed we would dispose of it later. How wise he was and how wrong I was Continue reading “Homemaking at Highfield: mixing, matching and making do”
The view from here is full of love and promise
Saturday April 9th
This evening gave us our first real sunset. Not a majestic, fiery, spectacular sunset, but a sunset nonetheless. I have photos, but B has the best one which I’ve ‘borrowed’ here. Continue reading “The View from Here: moments and memories…”
I’ve never thought of myself as a real homemaker
Surely one of the great joys of making a house move is the pleasure in making a new home? A house is a building which shelters you from the elements; a home is a place of warmth and welcome. To create a home is to alchemise the essential structure of a house into the very personal experience of a home: making it unique to your wants and needs, to the personalities of those who abide beneath its roof. Continue reading “Homemaking at Highfield: a toy cupboard”
Now I know what a woodpecker in a bad mood sounds like…
“The whole world is a series of miracles but we’re so used to seeing them that we call them ordinary things.” Hans Christian Anderson.
Last Saturday was a day filled with ordinary miracles. Here’s the first: Continue reading “Birds on the Balcony: woodpecker wars”