They were displaying all day: soaring on the updrafts above the fields across the valley. But now comes something quite different. Continue reading “The View from Here: Buzzards in March”
The View from Here: Buzzards in March
Painting with Words
A Triptych on Dartmoor: patience is its own reward
The third of three
The fire was warm; the chairs were comfortable
Reverend Baring-Gould’s A History of Dartmoor would have looked perfect, lying carelessly on this polished table. Continue reading “A Triptych on Dartmoor: patience is its own reward”
A Triptych on Dartmoor: a tor, a trip, a tourist tale
Second of three
Sometimes stories are necessary for quieting the soul
Bogs … prisons … tors …
It is said that no matter where you look on Dartmoor, you can’t help but have a tor in view. Frustrating then, that I managed to miss all of them in the wider landscape shots I took. But we did spend some time getting acquainted with one tor in particular. Continue reading “A Triptych on Dartmoor: a tor, a trip, a tourist tale”
A Triptych on Dartmoor: two wars; one church; one prison and a teller of tales
First of three
Beginning with useful advice on bogs
Three related posts that have hung around for too long, so much so that I’ve been tempted to ditch them as being out of date and of relatively little interest. They were supposed to be three short posts. They’ve grown. There’s a lesson there…
Continue reading “A Triptych on Dartmoor: two wars; one church; one prison and a teller of tales”
Jenny Wren by E H Young
Published in 1932
(Reviewed as part of Jane’s Birthday Book of Underappreciated Lady Authors and for The Classics Club.)
My Third Classics Club Spin
2nd March
On March 1st the latest Classics Club spin was announced. This will be spin number 17 for the club and my third. It’s a year since I last participated – in part because it took me almost all that time (with gaps) to read my last spin choice, which was J. B. Priestley’s The Good Companions. That book finally finished (though not yet reviewed – no great surprise there), I’m ready for the next spin. Details of how it works can be found here. Continue reading “My Third Classics Club Spin”
The View from Here: thoughts…
… in the space between International Women’s Day and Mothering Sunday
For a week or so, I have been considering drafting a Mother’s Day post. It would have been one of my rambles, perhaps on my role as a mother and as a daughter. But today (I am writing on Thursday March 8th) leaves me wanting to pare down my usual florid style and take a different tack. In the end, I don’t know that I’ve done a lot of paring. But what I want to say matters to me. It stands as it is. Continue reading “The View from Here: thoughts…”
The View from Here: it doesn’t snow in Cornwall
The view from here was obliterated by a maelstrom of angry swirling snowflakes blurred into a blinding curtain. It fell across the garden and the trees in the valley and very quickly the horizon was gone.
For a couple of weeks I had been musing on a nature/weather-related post based around the vagaries of the British weather. We Brits do love to talk about our weather! Continue reading “The View from Here: it doesn’t snow in Cornwall”
Six Degrees of Separation: from The Beauty Myth to …
Six Degrees of Separation is hosted by Kate at books are my favourite and best. Every month Kate chooses a book as a starting point for a chain of six books, each one linked in some way to the book before. This will be my third chain and I’ve found it the most difficult so far – but only because there seemed to be so many possibilities to choose between, especially to get off the starting block. Perhaps, given the current focus on our weather here in the UK, it’s no surprise that wintry words find their way into my chain. Continue reading “Six Degrees of Separation: from The Beauty Myth to …”
Greenbanks by Dorothy Whipple
Published in 1932
(Reviewed as part of Jane’s Birthday Book of Underappreciated Lady Authors and also for The Classics Club)
A Corner of Cornwall 