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One morning in Connemara

Thanks for joining me!

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton


“O Word of Fear”

It’s been a very long time. Not since the mid-1990s in fact. And that was at a small, rural sewage treatment works in Wiltshire.

Rural sewage treatment works tend to be havens for wildlife – and also quiet, hard to find (no sat navs then) and occasionally it’s only possible to depart by reversing down winding, hedge-blinkered, narrow lanes. 475 more words

Lancashire & The Golf Coast

Lambing almost live

Well we’ve about made it. There are definitely two left to lamb but they could take a fortnight to make their minds up. Then there are three hoggs who might possibly be in lamb but again they could be even further off. 526 more words

Yellow gorse
the smell of coconut
a bunny in the grass
waiting for me to pass
Unmoving and still
except for his twitching nose
Perhaps he thinks himself… 24 more words


Yellow is the colour of spring

It has been a cold and rainy winter, and spring is taking its time arriving. We still find ourselves surrounded by snow-covered mountains, and when the northwest wind blows, it enters our body and makes us feel like we are freezing. 403 more words


NaPoWriMo 2018 - April 5

In my eyes

So often had I turned my eyes,
soothed by a vague villanelle.
Within an hour, her magic filled my eyes with smoke. 406 more words