Tag Archives: winter

…blue, blue Monday…

…I hadn’t realised it was Blue Monday until I found out from my friend Margot – I immediately spiralled into a bad mood and, sadly,  I think tomorrow may be even more dull as it won’t even have a title for its … Continue reading

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…snow, snow, snow, stories, studios and soufflés…

…the snow has drifted and danced its way around the farm all day.  It is seemingly relentless.  The sky is leaden and heavy, the landscape blindingly white and the snowflakes keep falling.  I am distracted from what I am supposed … Continue reading

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…my New Year and all its resolutions…

…for me, the optimism and hopes for the year ahead mean the 1st of January is a day of promise, excitement, cleanliness.  I suddenly rush to take down the decorations, discard  left over chocolates, clear the larder, start again.  There … Continue reading

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…a spot of Christmas bother….

…” ’twas the night before Christmas” and despite running out of oil, having no working Aga, no central heating, our truck breaking down and our heads full of cold, we are attempting to feel festive in our cold little farm. … Continue reading

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…the harvest supper, a mistletoe auction, a bagful of feathers and a little disappointment…

In contrast to last week, this week I have found myself somewhat lacking in festive cheer.  I visited the mistletoe auction full of ideas and excitement, and despite bags and bags of beautiful mistletoe and holly, I left disappointed and … Continue reading

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…a medieval fayre, four plump partridges, two pears and one new wreath…

On Saturday my friends and I braved the storm and floods to wander around Ludlow’s Christmas Medieval Fayre set in the grounds of Ludlow Castle.  With the medieval-dressed stall holders, hogs roasting on spits, mugs of steaming mulled wine, and … Continue reading

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…a morning of solitude, a Sunday of Remembrance and darkening afternoon skies…

This is my first morning alone for a long time. My boy is away for a few hours, wearing the finest shoes I have seen in a while… So, I am drifting around my home seeking inspiration.  It is a … Continue reading

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