My little world, seen through a glass, darkly. Or, more accurately, reflected in a garden ornament…me in regulation green wellies, Bertie with his handbag, MrSpud displaying freakish jazz hands, Klingon Baby Diggy in a sling, one little fat leg poking out…our house…our garden…pig food lurking in the background.
My husband, my sons, my home, my life. [...]
I’ve been a-pondering…and this is my ‘ponder’….that this is the first year in my whole life that I’ve been acutely aware of the passing of the seasons which, I suppose, is due to living in the country. Previously the seasons have been measured and defined by Spring/Summer and Autumn/Winter collections and, when I lived with [...]
I thought I’d play along with the ‘Corner View’ theme of ‘out your back door or window’ so I got a few snaps of Chez Spud today. No Baby Spuds in the shots as they’d been put away for a few hours for a nap while I debated the relative merits of tidying up v [...]