Hello! As I mentioned last week, today’s post is all about veg, amongst other tasty gems that can be found twinkling inside the walled garden on a sunny September evening. Even though the winter chill will soon be creeping in upon us, there are a number of fruit and veg that are still thriving. I for one have to keep reminding myself not to buy veg at the supermarket! We have an array of Onions, Courgettes, Runner Beans, Potatoes, Tomatoes, Beetroot, Swiss chard, Plums, Pears, Autumn- Raspberries and last but not least there are Apples galore! [caption id="attachment_202" align="aligncenter" width="644"] Jonathan selects Veg for Supper[/caption] I found the Victoria Plum tree…

Hello, it has been three weeks or so since my last post. I am happy to say I have been itching to get back to my blogging, especially as this is my tenth post! I am back home breathing the Irish air. And how amiable this land of cow pats and daisy chains is! I had quite forgotten about my long coat and scarf: now they engulf my body that had acclimatised to the Mediterranean heat. Dare I even say a log fire was needed to heat the cockles of my soul yesterday… Autumn is taking reign over Summer like an older sibling might guide a reluctant younger sibling back…

Hello, it has been a little over a week since my last post. I am glad to say the delay has been due to my having a hectic and joyful time. Last weekend, I was back in my ‘homeland’ (the UK) for Grandad-Norfolk’s wedding. By the way, Grandad-Norfolk is a pretty self-explanatory nickname my siblings gave our Grandad who lives in Norfolk. It was really very special to be in the presence of the love of two people who had had so much life experience. And with their individual life experiences came lots of family and many Grandchildren… Altogether there were sixteen of us Grandchildren, from ages three to twenty-four.…

Today I write this from the Garden at Butlerstown where I live. I am within the walled garden. The red brick walls once straight and towering, stand today slightly slanting in age; like the slow and gradual curvature of an old woman’s spine, yet the wall is strong enough to create a sense of invulnerability. For this aged wall had protected the countless vegetables, fruits and roses for one hundred and ten years against wrathful sea storm gales. [caption id="attachment_115" align="alignnone" width="291"] Our Chickens enjoying the long grass[/caption] [caption id="attachment_114" align="alignright" width="215"] Found these Beauts- not sure what they are![/caption] Today is so pleasant it is hard to imagine a…

Hello, Living here often prompts the lagoon of my memory to pounce upon me. Usually it is a scent that has the effortless power to pluck me from my present and plonk me into my past. The scent of a country road, perhaps triggered by a single wild flower, transports me to my childhood days spent in Norfolk. The scent wafts up my nostrils and dictates my brain to find this submerged recollection. For a moment I am eleven years old again. Free of all things adult and rural Norfolk is briefly my playground once again. I scamper down to a lush and overgrown stream on my own. I get…

Hello! As I mentioned last week, today’s post is all about veg, amongst other tasty gems that can be found twinkling inside the walled garden on a sunny September evening. Even though the winter chill will soon be creeping in upon us, there are a number of fruit and veg that are still thriving. I for one have to keep reminding myself not to buy veg at the supermarket! We have an array of Onions, Courgettes, Runner Beans, Potatoes, Tomatoes, Beetroot, Swiss chard, Plums, Pears, Autumn- Raspberries and last but not least there are Apples galore! [caption id="attachment_202" align="aligncenter" width="644"] Jonathan selects Veg for Supper[/caption] I found the Victoria Plum tree…

Hello, it has been three weeks or so since my last post. I am happy to say I have been itching to get back to my blogging, especially as this is my tenth post! I am back home breathing the Irish air. And how amiable this land of cow pats and daisy chains is! I had quite forgotten about my long coat and scarf: now they engulf my body that had acclimatised to the Mediterranean heat. Dare I even say a log fire was needed to heat the cockles of my soul yesterday… Autumn is taking reign over Summer like an older sibling might guide a reluctant younger sibling back…

Hello, it has been a little over a week since my last post. I am glad to say the delay has been due to my having a hectic and joyful time. Last weekend, I was back in my ‘homeland’ (the UK) for Grandad-Norfolk’s wedding. By the way, Grandad-Norfolk is a pretty self-explanatory nickname my siblings gave our Grandad who lives in Norfolk. It was really very special to be in the presence of the love of two people who had had so much life experience. And with their individual life experiences came lots of family and many Grandchildren… Altogether there were sixteen of us Grandchildren, from ages three to twenty-four.…

Today I write this from the Garden at Butlerstown where I live. I am within the walled garden. The red brick walls once straight and towering, stand today slightly slanting in age; like the slow and gradual curvature of an old woman’s spine, yet the wall is strong enough to create a sense of invulnerability. For this aged wall had protected the countless vegetables, fruits and roses for one hundred and ten years against wrathful sea storm gales. [caption id="attachment_115" align="alignnone" width="291"] Our Chickens enjoying the long grass[/caption] [caption id="attachment_114" align="alignright" width="215"] Found these Beauts- not sure what they are![/caption] Today is so pleasant it is hard to imagine a…

Hello, Living here often prompts the lagoon of my memory to pounce upon me. Usually it is a scent that has the effortless power to pluck me from my present and plonk me into my past. The scent of a country road, perhaps triggered by a single wild flower, transports me to my childhood days spent in Norfolk. The scent wafts up my nostrils and dictates my brain to find this submerged recollection. For a moment I am eleven years old again. Free of all things adult and rural Norfolk is briefly my playground once again. I scamper down to a lush and overgrown stream on my own. I get…

Hello! As I mentioned last week, today’s post is all about veg, amongst other tasty gems that can be found twinkling inside the walled garden on a sunny September evening. Even though the winter chill will soon be creeping in upon us, there are a number of fruit and veg that are still thriving. I for one have to keep reminding myself not to buy veg at the supermarket! We have an array of Onions, Courgettes, Runner Beans, Potatoes, Tomatoes, Beetroot, Swiss chard, Plums, Pears, Autumn- Raspberries and last but not least there are Apples galore! [caption id="attachment_202" align="aligncenter" width="644"] Jonathan selects Veg for Supper[/caption] I found the Victoria Plum tree…

Hello, it has been three weeks or so since my last post. I am happy to say I have been itching to get back to my blogging, especially as this is my tenth post! I am back home breathing the Irish air. And how amiable this land of cow pats and daisy chains is! I had quite forgotten about my long coat and scarf: now they engulf my body that had acclimatised to the Mediterranean heat. Dare I even say a log fire was needed to heat the cockles of my soul yesterday… Autumn is taking reign over Summer like an older sibling might guide a reluctant younger sibling back…

Hello, it has been a little over a week since my last post. I am glad to say the delay has been due to my having a hectic and joyful time. Last weekend, I was back in my ‘homeland’ (the UK) for Grandad-Norfolk’s wedding. By the way, Grandad-Norfolk is a pretty self-explanatory nickname my siblings gave our Grandad who lives in Norfolk. It was really very special to be in the presence of the love of two people who had had so much life experience. And with their individual life experiences came lots of family and many Grandchildren… Altogether there were sixteen of us Grandchildren, from ages three to twenty-four.…

Today I write this from the Garden at Butlerstown where I live. I am within the walled garden. The red brick walls once straight and towering, stand today slightly slanting in age; like the slow and gradual curvature of an old woman’s spine, yet the wall is strong enough to create a sense of invulnerability. For this aged wall had protected the countless vegetables, fruits and roses for one hundred and ten years against wrathful sea storm gales. [caption id="attachment_115" align="alignnone" width="291"] Our Chickens enjoying the long grass[/caption] [caption id="attachment_114" align="alignright" width="215"] Found these Beauts- not sure what they are![/caption] Today is so pleasant it is hard to imagine a…

Hello, Living here often prompts the lagoon of my memory to pounce upon me. Usually it is a scent that has the effortless power to pluck me from my present and plonk me into my past. The scent of a country road, perhaps triggered by a single wild flower, transports me to my childhood days spent in Norfolk. The scent wafts up my nostrils and dictates my brain to find this submerged recollection. For a moment I am eleven years old again. Free of all things adult and rural Norfolk is briefly my playground once again. I scamper down to a lush and overgrown stream on my own. I get…

Hello! As I mentioned last week, today’s post is all about veg, amongst other tasty gems that can be found twinkling inside the walled garden on a sunny September evening. Even though the winter chill will soon be creeping in upon us, there are a number of fruit and veg that are still thriving. I for one have to keep reminding myself not to buy veg at the supermarket! We have an array of Onions, Courgettes, Runner Beans, Potatoes, Tomatoes, Beetroot, Swiss chard, Plums, Pears, Autumn- Raspberries and last but not least there are Apples galore! [caption id="attachment_202" align="aligncenter" width="644"] Jonathan selects Veg for Supper[/caption] I found the Victoria Plum tree…

Hello, it has been three weeks or so since my last post. I am happy to say I have been itching to get back to my blogging, especially as this is my tenth post! I am back home breathing the Irish air. And how amiable this land of cow pats and daisy chains is! I had quite forgotten about my long coat and scarf: now they engulf my body that had acclimatised to the Mediterranean heat. Dare I even say a log fire was needed to heat the cockles of my soul yesterday… Autumn is taking reign over Summer like an older sibling might guide a reluctant younger sibling back…

Hello, it has been a little over a week since my last post. I am glad to say the delay has been due to my having a hectic and joyful time. Last weekend, I was back in my ‘homeland’ (the UK) for Grandad-Norfolk’s wedding. By the way, Grandad-Norfolk is a pretty self-explanatory nickname my siblings gave our Grandad who lives in Norfolk. It was really very special to be in the presence of the love of two people who had had so much life experience. And with their individual life experiences came lots of family and many Grandchildren… Altogether there were sixteen of us Grandchildren, from ages three to twenty-four.…

Today I write this from the Garden at Butlerstown where I live. I am within the walled garden. The red brick walls once straight and towering, stand today slightly slanting in age; like the slow and gradual curvature of an old woman’s spine, yet the wall is strong enough to create a sense of invulnerability. For this aged wall had protected the countless vegetables, fruits and roses for one hundred and ten years against wrathful sea storm gales. [caption id="attachment_115" align="alignnone" width="291"] Our Chickens enjoying the long grass[/caption] [caption id="attachment_114" align="alignright" width="215"] Found these Beauts- not sure what they are![/caption] Today is so pleasant it is hard to imagine a…

Hello, Living here often prompts the lagoon of my memory to pounce upon me. Usually it is a scent that has the effortless power to pluck me from my present and plonk me into my past. The scent of a country road, perhaps triggered by a single wild flower, transports me to my childhood days spent in Norfolk. The scent wafts up my nostrils and dictates my brain to find this submerged recollection. For a moment I am eleven years old again. Free of all things adult and rural Norfolk is briefly my playground once again. I scamper down to a lush and overgrown stream on my own. I get…

Hello! As I mentioned last week, today’s post is all about veg, amongst other tasty gems that can be found twinkling inside the walled garden on a sunny September evening. Even though the winter chill will soon be creeping in upon us, there are a number of fruit and veg that are still thriving. I for one have to keep reminding myself not to buy veg at the supermarket! We have an array of Onions, Courgettes, Runner Beans, Potatoes, Tomatoes, Beetroot, Swiss chard, Plums, Pears, Autumn- Raspberries and last but not least there are Apples galore! [caption id="attachment_202" align="aligncenter" width="644"] Jonathan selects Veg for Supper[/caption] I found the Victoria Plum tree…

Hello, it has been three weeks or so since my last post. I am happy to say I have been itching to get back to my blogging, especially as this is my tenth post! I am back home breathing the Irish air. And how amiable this land of cow pats and daisy chains is! I had quite forgotten about my long coat and scarf: now they engulf my body that had acclimatised to the Mediterranean heat. Dare I even say a log fire was needed to heat the cockles of my soul yesterday… Autumn is taking reign over Summer like an older sibling might guide a reluctant younger sibling back…

Hello, it has been a little over a week since my last post. I am glad to say the delay has been due to my having a hectic and joyful time. Last weekend, I was back in my ‘homeland’ (the UK) for Grandad-Norfolk’s wedding. By the way, Grandad-Norfolk is a pretty self-explanatory nickname my siblings gave our Grandad who lives in Norfolk. It was really very special to be in the presence of the love of two people who had had so much life experience. And with their individual life experiences came lots of family and many Grandchildren… Altogether there were sixteen of us Grandchildren, from ages three to twenty-four.…

Today I write this from the Garden at Butlerstown where I live. I am within the walled garden. The red brick walls once straight and towering, stand today slightly slanting in age; like the slow and gradual curvature of an old woman’s spine, yet the wall is strong enough to create a sense of invulnerability. For this aged wall had protected the countless vegetables, fruits and roses for one hundred and ten years against wrathful sea storm gales. [caption id="attachment_115" align="alignnone" width="291"] Our Chickens enjoying the long grass[/caption] [caption id="attachment_114" align="alignright" width="215"] Found these Beauts- not sure what they are![/caption] Today is so pleasant it is hard to imagine a…

Hello, Living here often prompts the lagoon of my memory to pounce upon me. Usually it is a scent that has the effortless power to pluck me from my present and plonk me into my past. The scent of a country road, perhaps triggered by a single wild flower, transports me to my childhood days spent in Norfolk. The scent wafts up my nostrils and dictates my brain to find this submerged recollection. For a moment I am eleven years old again. Free of all things adult and rural Norfolk is briefly my playground once again. I scamper down to a lush and overgrown stream on my own. I get…

Hello! As I mentioned last week, today’s post is all about veg, amongst other tasty gems that can be found twinkling inside the walled garden on a sunny September evening. Even though the winter chill will soon be creeping in upon us, there are a number of fruit and veg that are still thriving. I for one have to keep reminding myself not to buy veg at the supermarket! We have an array of Onions, Courgettes, Runner Beans, Potatoes, Tomatoes, Beetroot, Swiss chard, Plums, Pears, Autumn- Raspberries and last but not least there are Apples galore! [caption id="attachment_202" align="aligncenter" width="644"] Jonathan selects Veg for Supper[/caption] I found the Victoria Plum tree…

Hello, it has been three weeks or so since my last post. I am happy to say I have been itching to get back to my blogging, especially as this is my tenth post! I am back home breathing the Irish air. And how amiable this land of cow pats and daisy chains is! I had quite forgotten about my long coat and scarf: now they engulf my body that had acclimatised to the Mediterranean heat. Dare I even say a log fire was needed to heat the cockles of my soul yesterday… Autumn is taking reign over Summer like an older sibling might guide a reluctant younger sibling back…

Hello, it has been a little over a week since my last post. I am glad to say the delay has been due to my having a hectic and joyful time. Last weekend, I was back in my ‘homeland’ (the UK) for Grandad-Norfolk’s wedding. By the way, Grandad-Norfolk is a pretty self-explanatory nickname my siblings gave our Grandad who lives in Norfolk. It was really very special to be in the presence of the love of two people who had had so much life experience. And with their individual life experiences came lots of family and many Grandchildren… Altogether there were sixteen of us Grandchildren, from ages three to twenty-four.…

Today I write this from the Garden at Butlerstown where I live. I am within the walled garden. The red brick walls once straight and towering, stand today slightly slanting in age; like the slow and gradual curvature of an old woman’s spine, yet the wall is strong enough to create a sense of invulnerability. For this aged wall had protected the countless vegetables, fruits and roses for one hundred and ten years against wrathful sea storm gales. [caption id="attachment_115" align="alignnone" width="291"] Our Chickens enjoying the long grass[/caption] [caption id="attachment_114" align="alignright" width="215"] Found these Beauts- not sure what they are![/caption] Today is so pleasant it is hard to imagine a…

Hello, Living here often prompts the lagoon of my memory to pounce upon me. Usually it is a scent that has the effortless power to pluck me from my present and plonk me into my past. The scent of a country road, perhaps triggered by a single wild flower, transports me to my childhood days spent in Norfolk. The scent wafts up my nostrils and dictates my brain to find this submerged recollection. For a moment I am eleven years old again. Free of all things adult and rural Norfolk is briefly my playground once again. I scamper down to a lush and overgrown stream on my own. I get…

Hello! As I mentioned last week, today’s post is all about veg, amongst other tasty gems that can be found twinkling inside the walled garden on a sunny September evening. Even though the winter chill will soon be creeping in upon us, there are a number of fruit and veg that are still thriving. I for one have to keep reminding myself not to buy veg at the supermarket! We have an array of Onions, Courgettes, Runner Beans, Potatoes, Tomatoes, Beetroot, Swiss chard, Plums, Pears, Autumn- Raspberries and last but not least there are Apples galore! [caption id="attachment_202" align="aligncenter" width="644"] Jonathan selects Veg for Supper[/caption] I found the Victoria Plum tree…

Hello, it has been three weeks or so since my last post. I am happy to say I have been itching to get back to my blogging, especially as this is my tenth post! I am back home breathing the Irish air. And how amiable this land of cow pats and daisy chains is! I had quite forgotten about my long coat and scarf: now they engulf my body that had acclimatised to the Mediterranean heat. Dare I even say a log fire was needed to heat the cockles of my soul yesterday… Autumn is taking reign over Summer like an older sibling might guide a reluctant younger sibling back…

Hello, it has been a little over a week since my last post. I am glad to say the delay has been due to my having a hectic and joyful time. Last weekend, I was back in my ‘homeland’ (the UK) for Grandad-Norfolk’s wedding. By the way, Grandad-Norfolk is a pretty self-explanatory nickname my siblings gave our Grandad who lives in Norfolk. It was really very special to be in the presence of the love of two people who had had so much life experience. And with their individual life experiences came lots of family and many Grandchildren… Altogether there were sixteen of us Grandchildren, from ages three to twenty-four.…

Today I write this from the Garden at Butlerstown where I live. I am within the walled garden. The red brick walls once straight and towering, stand today slightly slanting in age; like the slow and gradual curvature of an old woman’s spine, yet the wall is strong enough to create a sense of invulnerability. For this aged wall had protected the countless vegetables, fruits and roses for one hundred and ten years against wrathful sea storm gales. [caption id="attachment_115" align="alignnone" width="291"] Our Chickens enjoying the long grass[/caption] [caption id="attachment_114" align="alignright" width="215"] Found these Beauts- not sure what they are![/caption] Today is so pleasant it is hard to imagine a…

Hello, Living here often prompts the lagoon of my memory to pounce upon me. Usually it is a scent that has the effortless power to pluck me from my present and plonk me into my past. The scent of a country road, perhaps triggered by a single wild flower, transports me to my childhood days spent in Norfolk. The scent wafts up my nostrils and dictates my brain to find this submerged recollection. For a moment I am eleven years old again. Free of all things adult and rural Norfolk is briefly my playground once again. I scamper down to a lush and overgrown stream on my own. I get…

Hello! As I mentioned last week, today’s post is all about veg, amongst other tasty gems that can be found twinkling inside the walled garden on a sunny September evening. Even though the winter chill will soon be creeping in upon us, there are a number of fruit and veg that are still thriving. I for one have to keep reminding myself not to buy veg at the supermarket! We have an array of Onions, Courgettes, Runner Beans, Potatoes, Tomatoes, Beetroot, Swiss chard, Plums, Pears, Autumn- Raspberries and last but not least there are Apples galore! [caption id="attachment_202" align="aligncenter" width="644"] Jonathan selects Veg for Supper[/caption] I found the Victoria Plum tree…

Hello, it has been three weeks or so since my last post. I am happy to say I have been itching to get back to my blogging, especially as this is my tenth post! I am back home breathing the Irish air. And how amiable this land of cow pats and daisy chains is! I had quite forgotten about my long coat and scarf: now they engulf my body that had acclimatised to the Mediterranean heat. Dare I even say a log fire was needed to heat the cockles of my soul yesterday… Autumn is taking reign over Summer like an older sibling might guide a reluctant younger sibling back…

Hello, it has been a little over a week since my last post. I am glad to say the delay has been due to my having a hectic and joyful time. Last weekend, I was back in my ‘homeland’ (the UK) for Grandad-Norfolk’s wedding. By the way, Grandad-Norfolk is a pretty self-explanatory nickname my siblings gave our Grandad who lives in Norfolk. It was really very special to be in the presence of the love of two people who had had so much life experience. And with their individual life experiences came lots of family and many Grandchildren… Altogether there were sixteen of us Grandchildren, from ages three to twenty-four.…

Today I write this from the Garden at Butlerstown where I live. I am within the walled garden. The red brick walls once straight and towering, stand today slightly slanting in age; like the slow and gradual curvature of an old woman’s spine, yet the wall is strong enough to create a sense of invulnerability. For this aged wall had protected the countless vegetables, fruits and roses for one hundred and ten years against wrathful sea storm gales. [caption id="attachment_115" align="alignnone" width="291"] Our Chickens enjoying the long grass[/caption] [caption id="attachment_114" align="alignright" width="215"] Found these Beauts- not sure what they are![/caption] Today is so pleasant it is hard to imagine a…

Hello, Living here often prompts the lagoon of my memory to pounce upon me. Usually it is a scent that has the effortless power to pluck me from my present and plonk me into my past. The scent of a country road, perhaps triggered by a single wild flower, transports me to my childhood days spent in Norfolk. The scent wafts up my nostrils and dictates my brain to find this submerged recollection. For a moment I am eleven years old again. Free of all things adult and rural Norfolk is briefly my playground once again. I scamper down to a lush and overgrown stream on my own. I get…

Hello! As I mentioned last week, today’s post is all about veg, amongst other tasty gems that can be found twinkling inside the walled garden on a sunny September evening. Even though the winter chill will soon be creeping in upon us, there are a number of fruit and veg that are still thriving. I for one have to keep reminding myself not to buy veg at the supermarket! We have an array of Onions, Courgettes, Runner Beans, Potatoes, Tomatoes, Beetroot, Swiss chard, Plums, Pears, Autumn- Raspberries and last but not least there are Apples galore! [caption id="attachment_202" align="aligncenter" width="644"] Jonathan selects Veg for Supper[/caption] I found the Victoria Plum tree…

Hello, it has been three weeks or so since my last post. I am happy to say I have been itching to get back to my blogging, especially as this is my tenth post! I am back home breathing the Irish air. And how amiable this land of cow pats and daisy chains is! I had quite forgotten about my long coat and scarf: now they engulf my body that had acclimatised to the Mediterranean heat. Dare I even say a log fire was needed to heat the cockles of my soul yesterday… Autumn is taking reign over Summer like an older sibling might guide a reluctant younger sibling back…

Hello, it has been a little over a week since my last post. I am glad to say the delay has been due to my having a hectic and joyful time. Last weekend, I was back in my ‘homeland’ (the UK) for Grandad-Norfolk’s wedding. By the way, Grandad-Norfolk is a pretty self-explanatory nickname my siblings gave our Grandad who lives in Norfolk. It was really very special to be in the presence of the love of two people who had had so much life experience. And with their individual life experiences came lots of family and many Grandchildren… Altogether there were sixteen of us Grandchildren, from ages three to twenty-four.…

Today I write this from the Garden at Butlerstown where I live. I am within the walled garden. The red brick walls once straight and towering, stand today slightly slanting in age; like the slow and gradual curvature of an old woman’s spine, yet the wall is strong enough to create a sense of invulnerability. For this aged wall had protected the countless vegetables, fruits and roses for one hundred and ten years against wrathful sea storm gales. [caption id="attachment_115" align="alignnone" width="291"] Our Chickens enjoying the long grass[/caption] [caption id="attachment_114" align="alignright" width="215"] Found these Beauts- not sure what they are![/caption] Today is so pleasant it is hard to imagine a…

Hello, Living here often prompts the lagoon of my memory to pounce upon me. Usually it is a scent that has the effortless power to pluck me from my present and plonk me into my past. The scent of a country road, perhaps triggered by a single wild flower, transports me to my childhood days spent in Norfolk. The scent wafts up my nostrils and dictates my brain to find this submerged recollection. For a moment I am eleven years old again. Free of all things adult and rural Norfolk is briefly my playground once again. I scamper down to a lush and overgrown stream on my own. I get…

Hello! As I mentioned last week, today’s post is all about veg, amongst other tasty gems that can be found twinkling inside the walled garden on a sunny September evening. Even though the winter chill will soon be creeping in upon us, there are a number of fruit and veg that are still thriving. I for one have to keep reminding myself not to buy veg at the supermarket! We have an array of Onions, Courgettes, Runner Beans, Potatoes, Tomatoes, Beetroot, Swiss chard, Plums, Pears, Autumn- Raspberries and last but not least there are Apples galore! [caption id="attachment_202" align="aligncenter" width="644"] Jonathan selects Veg for Supper[/caption] I found the Victoria Plum tree…

Hello, it has been three weeks or so since my last post. I am happy to say I have been itching to get back to my blogging, especially as this is my tenth post! I am back home breathing the Irish air. And how amiable this land of cow pats and daisy chains is! I had quite forgotten about my long coat and scarf: now they engulf my body that had acclimatised to the Mediterranean heat. Dare I even say a log fire was needed to heat the cockles of my soul yesterday… Autumn is taking reign over Summer like an older sibling might guide a reluctant younger sibling back…

Hello, it has been a little over a week since my last post. I am glad to say the delay has been due to my having a hectic and joyful time. Last weekend, I was back in my ‘homeland’ (the UK) for Grandad-Norfolk’s wedding. By the way, Grandad-Norfolk is a pretty self-explanatory nickname my siblings gave our Grandad who lives in Norfolk. It was really very special to be in the presence of the love of two people who had had so much life experience. And with their individual life experiences came lots of family and many Grandchildren… Altogether there were sixteen of us Grandchildren, from ages three to twenty-four.…

Today I write this from the Garden at Butlerstown where I live. I am within the walled garden. The red brick walls once straight and towering, stand today slightly slanting in age; like the slow and gradual curvature of an old woman’s spine, yet the wall is strong enough to create a sense of invulnerability. For this aged wall had protected the countless vegetables, fruits and roses for one hundred and ten years against wrathful sea storm gales. [caption id="attachment_115" align="alignnone" width="291"] Our Chickens enjoying the long grass[/caption] [caption id="attachment_114" align="alignright" width="215"] Found these Beauts- not sure what they are![/caption] Today is so pleasant it is hard to imagine a…

Hello, Living here often prompts the lagoon of my memory to pounce upon me. Usually it is a scent that has the effortless power to pluck me from my present and plonk me into my past. The scent of a country road, perhaps triggered by a single wild flower, transports me to my childhood days spent in Norfolk. The scent wafts up my nostrils and dictates my brain to find this submerged recollection. For a moment I am eleven years old again. Free of all things adult and rural Norfolk is briefly my playground once again. I scamper down to a lush and overgrown stream on my own. I get…