The past year…

Oh my Goodness! I’ve done it again… I’ve let a whole year slip by without writing.

2018 felt like a good and positive year, despite having lost family members and dodging the slings and arrows that life generally throws at you… Most have been deflected well! And here we are again in the full throws of Spring.

Life has again twisted and turned upon windy hill… M is in the middle of extending our house…

and I am a student again!

B continues to make us laugh so much and expands our hearts daily… as well as our patience!

Life is good and kind on windy hill.

I thought it easier to catch up with a whistle stop round-up of the year.

Soooooo…

Our beloved and long term friend Tinky gave up her body in April 2018 to move on to her next transition. It was heart breaking. Poor Tinky had had a tumour in her ear for several years but managed to soldier on until she was a month off of her 16th birthday.

By the end she was so thin and frail. She died at home shortly after I took this photograph. This was her last picture. After not eating for a couple of weeks and then not drinking at the end for a couple of days I knew after lots of research that it was time for Tink to move on. This particular morning was obvious it was going to be her last. Throughout all of Tinks demise, she never showed that she was in any pain and still was excited to see us when we came home from trips and visits. She also still like to cuddle every night on my knee, right up until the week before she died, where she wanted to be on her own in her bed.

I actually think that she would have just passed away herself very gently if I had left her for another hour or two but as it was the Easter holidays and I had little B with me, I didn’t want any nasty endings surprising us so I asked The vet to come and see us to help Tink move on.

Little B was a star. I was in floods of tears and she was stoic. She was comforting me and talking to the vet on my behalf! Once the vet left we laid Tinky out on an incontinence blanket on the rug by the fire where she used to like to lie. We lit candles and put flowers around her and covered her with a blanket. We stroked her and her skin was still warm. We left Her there undisturbed till her soul seem to have moved on. She lay there for several hours and then the next morning we drove her to a private crematorium where they were so kind and caring. We left her in good hands to cast her outer shell aside. She was cremated on her own in her bed with her blanket over her. The gentleman that cared for her sat with her through the whole process and messaged me when it began and when it was over. When I went to pick up her ashes he had never seen such a fine, talcum powder like consistency… Her bones had been leached with osteoporosis to the point where there was not much left.

Tink had been with me for my entire adult life. She had seen marriage, divorce, birth of nieces and nephews, house moves, first jobs, new relationships blossoming, the birth of my daughter, you name it! She’d seen it…

She had been my soul companion throughout those tough years that every young adult goes through where they are trying to find their way in the world.

A few days to a couple of weeks after she passed away, I swear she visited. I could feel her presence and if I shut my eyes I could see her jumping all over me with the body she used to have in the excited puppy like away she was for so many years.

And now, after a year of having no pets… We have rescued a cat! And I tell you this… I have Been researching animal reincarnation as it’s quite startling how many similarities there are between the two animals. I’ll write more about that later.

Moving on!

Here is M with his little helper! Here they are digging the foundations for the extension. The extension is really pretty big… Pretty much the size of a small house going up on the side of ours. It has been a mammoth task and has taken most of Ms time over the past year. Needless to say, it has been quite taxing on us all so far! Especially M who is working his socks off and tiring himself out.

It is going to be superb in the end and will allow me to set up my new career from home which I will explain in more detail later!

We continue to make our daily walks (in fine weather) to school through the glorious fields around us. This particular field was threatened with having 100 houses built on it. The farmer hadn’t ploughed or done much to it as almost everybody in the village had resigned themselves to the imminent approval of the building work beginning.

Something inside me told me it was never going to happen… I was right! At the last moment the highways agency put a stop to the plans as the roads around the area were deemed as unable to handle the extra volume of traffic. And do you know what? This field seem to celebrate and sprung up with poppies as far as the eye could see that lasted weeks. When one crop died out, others bloomed it was quite fantastic.

In June, I decided to gather my close friends and we had I wonderful summer solstice celebration. We climbed up to a Highpoint hoping to see a beautiful sunset, unfortunately… Despite it being a lovely evening the sky didn’t want to play. We still had a great time there celebrating by the old druids stone in our village.

The kids loved being able to run so freely in such a massive, open-space as children do.

We have had sports days where little B was able to show off her athletic ability! She is so fast! I really can’t keep up with her when she runs any more.

What I absolutely love about this photo is her complete lack of any inhibitions in celebrating her success. Too true! Too many of bond in sadness and misery and hide our achievements for fear of others thinking we aren’t humble enough. I say -celebrate every achievement and start a new wave of humans that are proud of themselves and of each other.

And then there have been music festivals… This one is our local village music festival, and this one…

Is a bigger one in Derbyshire called the Y not? Festival. Here we are enjoying watching the Kaiser Chiefs…

And here… Catfish and the Bottlemen. We took our van thank goodness as the rain and wind was so bad for 24 hours. We were okay though but the next morning the poor campers looked like a tornado had gone through. There were tents up in the trees and trashed tents everywhere. The poor souls.

Jeremy Corbyn visited our local town. We went along to see what he had to say and B was adamant that she wanted to give him a flower! Well, she did! And here he is putting it in his buttonhole. I noticed it slipped down into his jacket pocket as it was pretty wilted. I see him in this jacket on TV quite often and wonder if The Flower is still in that pocket somewhere!

We’ve had another trip to London… This time we went to see the Lion King and enjoyed a very comical trip up the river. But out of everything we do in London, little bees absolute favourite thing is…

Feeding the pigeons! And the more pigeons she can get to sit on her the better! Such fun.

Here is the view of our house from the Oracles field next door. You can see that the roof is almost complete here but if I tell you that it was only finished a week before Christmas you can imagine the implications of having no roof in December!

I take this photograph every Christmas. The moment that little B is held up by her dad to put the Angel on the tree. I love to compare the pictures over the years.

And as the months roll by, so do the arts and crafts which continue to entertain us amongst more technological past times that have encroached into our lives. It’s hard to see little B growing up so fast before my eyes and becoming interested in the obligatory technological world that was so unfamiliar to my childhood. She is pretty heavily monitored though and only goes into her electrical virtual reality at the weekend mornings so far. Minecraft is very much enjoyed and it is all quite innocent so far…

And here I am with my wonderful man on my 40th birthday. We had a great night out with close friends.

And then took Little B to the other side of the world! M had taken it upon himself to book various accommodations around Thailand and it’s islands. We had our backpacks and our flip-flops and off we went.

I think we must have snorkelled around most of the islands! Little B was like a fish, barely leaving the water and playing with her aquatic friends for long hours through the day. M too! He is never happier than when he is in the water.

What a beautiful country, we enjoyed it’s Scenery and wildlife very much.

We even got to swim with the odd reef shark or two. This one is just a baby… M and B went snorkelling at Shark point and a great big one as big as him was swimming around underneath them! I’m not sure I would have been as calm!

Look at this little monkey! There were two people in charge of the boat on this particular trip and one had fallen asleep at the front… Little B was mischievously trying to tickle his toes!

That is me and little B up there! This is something I’ve always wanted to do… It was fabulous but I have to say, I was glad to put my feet back on the Sandy shore.

After Thailand we moved on to Singapore…

I had seen this vertical garden on a David Attenborough documentary and really wanted to go and take a look at it. Wow! These are phenomenal and very inspiring.

And the flowers there were just sensational.

I think my favourite place there was little India. Little B and I have been reading about goddesses and gods so she loved this temple with its colours and music.

Here we are in Norfolk, Celebrating my parents Golden wedding anniversary. They took us all away and we enjoyed really nice food and family times for the weekend altogether.

It Was a weekend where the whole country was forecast to be under torrential rain. Somehow, despite the forecast… It stayed dry! It was freezing cold and windy but thankfully we didn’t get soaked to the skin. We managed to get out and about, Catching crabs and enjoying the Norfolk scenery.

And the year came to a close since writing to you last with March where we celebrate Bs eighth birthday. Eight!!! How did that happen? Here is a beautifully crafted cake that grandma has made for her.

And what a wonderful eight-year-old she is 🥰

I can’t finish this post without saying rest in peace to great gramps – Ms Grandad and to great Grandma, his other grandma. I’ve unfortunately not got a photo to hand if grandma and the only digital pic to hand if Gramps is this one, which seems fitting as he always made us laugh.

God bless

Ostara

Today is the vernal equinox. One of my favourite landmarks of our natural calendar. The exact mid point between the winter and summer solstice where we have an equal amount of light and dark. 12 hours of each, perfectly balanced.

Things are running a little late this year due to the weather but I have seen a few little piglets and one batch of spring lambs.

It is usually a beautiful time of life, promise and fertility of both the land and animals. Buds popping and sprouting and our sleepy friends waking from a long winters sleep.

Ostara is an ancient pagan celebration that falls on the spring equinox each year.

Ancient Saxons had a yearly festival in honour of their fertility goddess Eostre. The original word that was later adopted and adapted by the church to form Easter as we know it today.

After all these years, the ancient symbols of fertility are still associated with this time of year… bunnies and eggs. Well, we all know the goings on of rabbits! A friend of mine ended up with 8 bunnies very rapidly after getting her bunny a ‘friend’!

The imagery of fertility pertains to hopes of the land being fruitful and on a personal note, humanities enduring wish for abundance in all areas of their lives.

So… yesterday, we set up our egg tree…

after making this years sequinned addition.

And we sprayed our front door with a mixture of water, a few drops of spearmint essential oil and some chalice well water and blessed all those that will walk over our threshold with love, health and happiness.

And then set some carrot tops to grow whilst we enjoyed a crunchy snack.

Our tomato seedlings are beginning to peep through and we asked them to grow us a bumper crop this year.

I think this sums up ostara beautifully. Something that anyone, from any religious background can appreciate.

And whilst we will also enjoy Easter activities over Easter weekend, exploring the vernal equinox this year reiterated a special understanding of our affinity with the earth and her changing rhythms of life.

After leaving our angel candle in the porchway to greet M with love after a long days work, I leave it to smile upon you also ❤️

Good times

It’s been a busy old time up here on windy hill since I last wrote…

We’ve had a very special little lady’s birthday!

Grandma made another lovely cake. This time, at sea themed cake for our fish obsessed little friend.

The sugar craft little B even has a replica Of her actual wet suit…

And a myriad of fish and shells adorning the idyllic land called…

And ooooooooh…. my little friend loved it!

She had a wonderful soft play gathering, which turned out to be no where near as loud and chaotic as is envisaged. 😊

Then came Mother’s Day…

And we headed for the hills.

This is curbar edge in Derbyshire and it’s absolutely stunning.

A favourite place of mine with the biggest views..,

And brooding skies.

And look at this…

The sweetest little coffee shop in the car park.

And the squashiest, softest eiderdown of moss.

The weather over the past couple of weeks has been more spring like since the beast was banished back to the east.

I even got to hang my first lot of washing out on the line. Always a nice and momentous occasion… aaaaah, the simple things.

It wasn’t to last though. This was a few days later! The poor chickens don’t know if they’re coming or going. I’m still waiting for some eggs.

And I’ve not known snowdrops out as late in the year as this for a long time.  The daffodils are still budding… everything is very sleepy this year.

Pop pop had a birthday and had to moor up for a few days due to the weather.

Still, it gave us chance to drive over and catch up with him for a birthday visit.

And we have new residents here on windy hill.

Little b has asked for a fish tank for years and we decided this year was to be our initiation into tropical fish.

Here is rob and bluebell…

A sucky cleaner fish (an Otto)

And some beautiful little neons.

My little friend loves them! We all do. It’s lovely to make a brew and sit in front of it and watch fish tv.

Snow joy

Well, here it is… here is all the snow we were forecast. Hardly a beast at all, although I have no recollection of our central part of England reaching such low temperatures as it has this week.

It’s been a different type of snow to the usual we get. Not so wet and slushy. Kind of dry and fluffy. Our verdict was that it was hard to make a snowball with, but as it came down harder, it was fantastic for flopping in!

So, it was all extremely exciting yesterday…

We packed off our local children as usual to school and went about our day as usual. Around 10am, the snow started to fall… heavily, quickly and dryly. Coating our roads in the middle of the day with enough to cause chaos. Our oracle over the meadow was right! It came from the direction of the pit chimney and it stayed and settled.

It wasn’t long until we were contacted by our village school with the wonderful news that if we wanted to, we could collect our children.

How wonderful! I was so happy just imagining how excited little B would feel to leave school early with her first school snow day! How thrilled she’d be when the teacher would call her name out to say her mummy’s here!

And oh my goodness, she was! She was so surprised and wide eyed when she came out of her class and gave me the biggest hug.

This is our walk home from school. The blue sky was an intermission between bulging skies of heaving clouds. It was beautiful whilst it lasted, B even took her coat off.

After much exploring, the day was even more wonderful when she saw her daddy running down the meadow to meet us! No working on slippy roofs for M during this weather, far too treacherous.

So, off we trotted, stopping to snowball each other…

And enjoy the happy, happy joy of a snow day for all!

You know I should be well used to B being at school now but I love having her home with me so much. Don’t get me wrong, I get very little work done whilst she’s around and have a mountain to work through when she goes back but I don’t care. I love having her close and comfortable and cosy here in our happy home on windy hill.

As the day went on, the snow got heavier and the wind really whipped up. My poor little ladies were not impressed and stayed huddled in their nesting box all day. I’ve been up and down swapping frozen water hoppers over, battening down the hatches to try and keep the snow out of their coop and feeding our wild birds. ( I’ve got a flock of yellow hammers that I’m helping to sustain at the moment… I counted 17 yesterday). I think rainbow, my big fluffy chicken, surrogate mother of our hatched bantams, might still be a bit shaken… my chickens free range and they were out exploring the garden when the snow came down lightly the previous day. They took themselves off to bed but the next day when I went to let them out, poor rainbow had been out all night! She didn’t go to bed! I think she didn’t want to tread through the snow so hid instead. She looked pretty traumatised when I scooped her up the next morning. I put her close to the others (who were now hiding from the snow in the nesting box) to warm up whilst she recounted tales of her brave night out in the frozen fox zone.

So today, after much Lego playing by the fire, we finally got our ski wear on and went out with the sledge. Crikey, the wind was so strong and was creating really deep drifts as it travelled across our frozen landscape.

Such a happy day… big smiles from all participants.

And something tells me that this little skier might take quite naturally to snowboarding as well!

M made me laugh, bringing a ratchet strap out with him to pull b along a little easier!

When we got back home, we had fun exploring this humongous drift in our garden. It’s as tall as my crazy friend! We made a castle out of it and celebrated when we were told tomorrow will be another cosy day at home as the school pipes have frozen. We played until the light faded

And when it did…

It was reminiscent of blue hour in Finland.

A lovely lady in Finland told me how the Lappish people revere the dusky time of day just before it goes dark when absolutely everything looks blue. It is a special and magical moment there and is particular to the amount of snow they have. The sky turns from a pastel shade of apricot to a gradual blue and then the blueness grows and thickens until it is beautifully reflected everywhere.

Tonight, windy hill went blue.

Turmeric and tummys

Every evening, around 9pm (or there abouts) after everyone has eaten, I get to sit down finally. On a weekday, I usually do two dinner sittings. M gets in late at this time of year so I’ll either have my tea with little B or with M, depending on how hungry I am.

Once the kitchen’s tidy and the dishwasher is on, I get brewing a nice, soothing turmeric latte on the stove… it’s become a bit of a ritual over the past year. I usually take a couple of magnesium tablets with it, ( which I’ll get to in another post ) and I settle down with M on my right and my little old lady, Tinky pink pants on my left.

Aaaaand relax!

You’ve probably read about the benefits of turmeric. I try to get as much of it as possible. We take a supplement of it in a morning… it goes in our food (if it suits) and I have a good couple of teaspoons in my latte at night.

The amazing ingredient in turmeric that your body loves, is curcumin. People call it an ‘anti-cancer’ spice as it switches on cancer fighting genes and slows down growth and spread of cancerous cells. I don’t like to be ‘anti’ anything in reference to our bodies… I prefer to call it a health promoting, cell rejuvenating spice that eliminates any unwanted cells. It’s a bit long winded, but there we go.

There’s a really interesting article on curcumin Here written by the most amazing chap. If you’ve never been on the Chris Beat Cancer website, I strongly urge you to. Read it and spread the news. This amazing man used the science behind health and nutrition to cure his aggressive cancer. This is a subject that’s very important to me… not for any personal reason as such, It’s just that over the last few years I have been questioning what we are lead to believe regarding cancer. I’ve done a great deal of research on the matter but am no expert. The current statistic of 1 in 2 people getting cancer is absolutely unacceptable. We are being bombarded from all angles in our lives… the food chain, pollutants, pharmaceuticals, chemicals in the household, our water and even in our sanitary products!

There’s a lot of money being made out of people’s illnesses and it’s wrong.

It’s so important to nourish our bodies in every possible way to maintain health and vitality. We must do this through our diets, our exercise routines, our avoidance of pollutants and chemicals, supplementing our diets with vitamins and minerals that we are lacking and importantly, keeping our minds calm, happy and positive.

This is a topic I will no doubt revisit in many way, shapes and forms, but for now, know this…

Every day, each and every one of us has pre- cancerous cells and our body removes them. That is it’s job. It’s done it so effectively and persistently since the day you were born. It will continue to do it, and you’ll never even know about it.

Cells get old and cells go bad. That’s life.

They go bad, and our healthy immune system gets its little dustbin lorry out and removes them, destroys them and eradicates all trace of them. I’m not talking about your immune system that fights coughs and colds. I’m talking about all the amazing immunity you have in your gut that goes out stringently inspecting your body for invaders and cells that are unacceptable and boots them out the door.

Those good guys go on patrol every second of the day and destroy bad cells. That’s what they do.

Keep your immune system healthy. Protect it. Love and nourish it in every single way you can and keep it absolutely ship shape.

When your little fighters get compromised, they can’t do their job. Cells don’t get removed. They mutate, get stronger and multiply. When our gut soldiers are strong, those old and bad cells don’t stand a chance.

If you have been diagnosed with cancer or know someone who has, then please, take some time to learn about how to boost your immune system and your gut health. Take a probiotic… acidophilus is a good one. Avoid gut microbiome destroyers. If you do this, and keep your gut garden healthy and vibrant, those weird little cells will continue to be history. You will also help every single system in your body.

For more of a scientific explanation of the link between your gut health and cancer, then please read this well-written article Here

I once read that cancer is like a warning light on the dashboard of your car. When you see a warning light, you fix the problem, you don’t smash up the dashboard.

Those lumps and growths that are cancerous are symptoms of an underlying problem. The lump is not the problem… look beneath it, above it, upside down and inside out it, and find the underlying issue. Don’t smash your dashboard. Get your car manual out and see what the warning light means.

Please have a read on the Chris Beat Cancer website and research, research, research this topic.

In the meantime…

If you want to make a turmeric latte and boost your good little fighters,it’s easy.

I’m vegan, so I use oat milk but you could use which ever type of milk you’d like. If you are going to use cows milk then please buy organic. Bovine growth hormone is one more man made, destructive chemical that will knock your gut and your endocrine system for six.

I use the hob on my stove and a small pan. I don’t own a microwave, I don’t like the way the waves change the composition of food.

Whilst your milk is warming just add a good old shake of turmeric. I add quite a lot so the milk goes a nice shade of primrose yellow.

I add a little maple syrup and voila! Yum! Golden deliciousness.

Tonight… I got radical!

I got the urge to add a heap of ground ginger.

Double yum!

Have a go. See what you think and let me know how you find it.

☀️

Kindness and coldness

Ooooooooh it’s gone fair chilly this week here on windy hill, and indeed across Britain. Apparently we are in the beginnings of a visitation from the ‘Beast from the East!’ Sounds quite bad doesn’t it!

Whenever the cold weather comes from the East, we know about it. And as my Octogenarian oracle over the meadow says…

” when the snow comes from the pit chimney, it settles and stays”.

The pit’s not there anymore… all the local coal mines shut years ago and have since been re-landscaped. She waved over the direction of a north easterly aspect though and I imagine that is where our easterly beast will crawl over from.

There’s snow forecast…

Panic stations!!!!

If only our country had the vaguest idea of how silly we act with a sprinkling of snow.

As I mentioned, we were in Finland a few weeks ago…

Now, this is what you call snow!! Look at those trees! Cocooned like people shaped baked Alaska’s.

And roads that generally look like this for half a year, (more or less).

On the buses we went on to various visits, there wasn’t one special snow tyre or snow chain… just blinking good drivers that have grown up knowing how to drive in all conditions. Most impressive.

I fell in love with Finland.

It’s beauty and purity absolutely astounded me.

Even though the -20 to -30c conditions were very harsh… I thought I was going to lose a finger every time I took a glove (or 3) off to take a picture.

It was worth every frozen eyelash moment.

So you see, beasty … I’m ready for you!

I’ll be keeping my eye out over the long gone pit chimney for your arrival.

We’ve no snow yet… the beast has sent us an icy blast to forewarn us.

Granddads water fountain has frozen in a most impressive honey comb shape which little B enjoyed poking.

But that beast is just not scaring my rhubarb! She’s having none of this nonsense and keeps sprouting more every day! I remember my mother in law mentioning that an extension was put on top of a rhubarb plant. The persistent and resilient little rhubarb carried on growing anyway and popped out of the side of the building instead! Hardy little yummy plants.

B and I hunkered down yesterday evening whilst M was watching England getting beaten by Scotland in the Calcutta cup. It’s been many years since the Scots won so I’m sure there were some great celebrations up there last night.

We got our trusty hamma beads out and began creating.

We love using hamma beads but if you’ve never done it, it’s easy…

Make your design, and when it’s done…

Iron it with grease proof paper on top with no steam.

When it goes like this…

Peel it off! Hey presto!

Here’s little B busily creating her masterpiece.

A nice new coaster 😊

Now, the Title of this post says “coldness and kindness “.

We’ve spoken about the coldness so how about the kindness?

Do you remember the lovely customer lady I mentioned the other day who has been treating M like royalty? Making him beautiful lunches and sending home chocolate cakes for our little B.

I came home yesterday after a long day out with my little one to find these on my doorstep:

And they were addressed to me! I couldn’t believe it. What a lovely, kind and generous lady we have had the pleasure of working for this week. I hope that she is especially cosy and comfortable with the new wood burning stove that my clever partner in crime has fitted for her.

True kindness is worth more than the Crown Jewels ❤️

Wishing trees

It’s been a lovely half term. The weather has been bright (mostly) but cold.

February half term is always a nice time to hunker down and enjoy the comforts of home. We’ve had a good mixture of home comforts and happy outings this week.

We’ve enjoyed our lazy mornings in our dressing gowns and the luxury of taking our time over our breakfasts rather than racing against the clock.

We tend to have avocado and toast at least twice a week. We all seem to enjoy it and it’s quick to do on a school day.

I like to cover mine in coriander and add a few chilli flakes. Little lady prefers plain.

We’ve had a lot of scrambled eggs at lunch time. It’s nice to be able to get together around the table at lunch which we don’t get to do on school days.

I’ve been enjoying fresh basil with my eggs this week. Yum.

We picked these roses up out of the bargain bin! They’ve been so nice to look at but I had to trim them pretty short as they were rather droopy.

We even had a few spare to dot about the house.

Little B had her friends over on Wednesday afternoon. What a great time they had. Two beautiful sisters with sunshine in their hearts and endless giggles and sunbeams to play with. They spent such a long time playing outside as kids do, exploring the pond (and falling in!) whilst I got to catch up with their smiley and lovely mummy.

After drying out from the pond slime, all enjoyed tucking into this homemade chocolate cake made by a very kind customer of Ms. What a week he has had… he’s been treated like a king at this lovely lady’s house. I couldn’t believe it when he came home with a whole chocolate cake made specially for little B!

We got lots of jobs done this week, things we’ve been meaning to do for ages but haven’t got around to.

At Christmas, we went to Lincoln Christmas market with our friends from the area. We picked up these beautiful star lamps but forgot all about putting them up!

This one now lives in bs room…

And this one is shining down in our hallway.

We had a special delivery today… a huuuuuuge pack of pipe cleaners. A clever friend of mine had made some gorgeous little flowers out of pipe cleaners with her little girl and we really had to have a go ourselves.

Ta-daaaaa

Aren’t they sweet! Little daffs and muscaries.

Little miss enjoyed making these and when M walked in mid way through, he even joined in!

If you fancy having a go, I found a really great tutorial for them Here

Making these little beauties was just what the doctor ordered after a bracingly cold walk around a “fairy trail” at Rufford Abbey this afternoon.

My little lady was far more interested in the different shaped and sized sticks she came across rather than the fairy trail.

But we were both really, Really taken with the most beautiful wishing tree at the end of the trail.

Every child had been given a ribbon to tie to the tree and make a wish at the end of the trail. It reminded me of the Buddhist prayer flags that flutter in the breeze and I suppose a very similar sentiment.

Little B eagerly fixed on her wish to the tree amongst all the other hopes and dreams of happy, optimistic children. How absolutely beautiful to think each one of those hundreds and hundreds of ribbons is so significant to the visiting bright and shiny souls that lovingly placed them there.

I was so touched by the wishing tree that I have decided we will bring this beautiful sentiment to our very own big tree who watches over us protectively.

I have a real thing for trees and the energies within them. I’ll share a very remarkable and magical story about a very special tree energy another time. Today, this tree seemed to be dancing into the wind, proudly waving all the wishes of the purist souls and reverently celebrating the attention it was receiving. We thought it such a very special moment to be part of. ❤️

Half term meanderings

It’s been a very windy but bright day today. After a morning of playing inside we eventually got dressed and headed outside. Little b was enjoying reacquainting herself with all her outside toys and was enjoying climbing up and down the ladder to her tree house. It’s never long before she finds her favourite little chicken though…

This is a picture from last summer. The sweet and tiny little bantam is called Thomasina. We hatched some chicks under a broody hen a couple of summers ago and thought this little one was a boy to start with and named her Thomas. She’s the sweetest, most docile little chicken and a really treasured friend of my little beauty.

Little b has her doing all sorts of tricks but really, she’s happiest when Thomasina is snuggling with her. Thomasina seems to enjoy a cuddle too!

Here they are in bs Wendy house watching bubble guppies! So cute.

So today, after I’d given the veg patch a good old tidy up, we had a small bonfire. B got her little chair, her fishing net and her chicken and settled down like a seasoned angler to spectate!

Life is gentle here for little b. Eating a banana watching a bonfire beats tv any day.

And that sweet little bantam definitely agrees!

She loves a snuggle!

After a while, chicken under her arm, our angler could feel a catch coming on! There’s no fish in there… it’s a natural pond, fed by the springs in the fields up here on windy hill. It rises and falls and we watch it with intrigue. There’s no frogs yet… we’ll soon be expecting them. The heron keeps coming along to check on their progress.

There is , however…

Teeny, tiny water snails.

The shouts and squeals of excitement for finding them would equal catching a carp I think! I love the wonder and excitement that the world brings to happy little children. The smallest things bring the biggest smiles.

After much exploring of pond weed

And collection of snails ( in my nutribullet cup of all things 🙈) we called it a day outside and went in for a yummy bite to eat.

I love half term. I love watching b enjoy the comfort and love of her own surroundings. She’s a real home- bod as we say around here! And I am too!

❤️

A bit of everything

Wow! I love it at this time of year when our little local shop ‘busy bees’ , (the kind of shop you can go in and ask for absolutely anything) sells beautiful primulas. The colours and varieties are so vivid and bring a wonderful flash of colour to a garden that hasn’t quite burst into life yet.

They are all potted up now and cheering the gateway into little bs garden. Everywhere looks so bare at the moment. But…

There’s life brewing and I watch with eager eyes each day what is happening in gardenville.

I have a huge hawthorn bush that shelters us all year round and showers my flower bed with a blanket of nutrient filled, frost protecting little brown quilty leaves from November time. I’m very grateful for that but come February, I can sense movement beneath it and I want to see what’s happening so out comes the rake.

And reveals life, promise and hidden beauty.

The trees are budding, the birds are singing and so is my heart! How wonderful to be outside in the cold, crisp but sunny days… feeling the minuscule temperature difference. I even took my woolly hat off the other day! It’s permanently attached to my head until March !

Speaking of heads… I’ve been experimenting on little b

This is called a ‘pull through braid’. Good old Pinterest showed me what to do. I’ve just ordered some dark elastics to disguise them a little better. Look at that hair! Thick, curly and gorgeous.

Her hair is wet here but we tried a braided crown. I quite like it!

Now little b has a bag of marbles like most kids do. Bs are slightly different though in that 80 % of them were dug up in the garden!

Over the past nearly 8 years I keep finding them spread out all over the garden which was turfed. I’ve removed the turf to make a border and they are in there! It’s a mystery as to why.

I found another one today! Excuse the muddy hands, the subterranean marble was a little mucky upon its excavation.

I read recently that if you find a stone with a white stripe over it, it’s good luck. B picked this one up near Gunwalloe in Cornwall. I spotted it outside today and brought it inside to clean it up and charge it up. It’s a beauty! I’ve put it with my crystals.

I’ve had my crystal collection tucked away in my wardrobe for far too long. I bought a lovely dish to display them in and have given them a nice little spot to live in in the lounge now.

I’m hoping to do a crystal course soon with the lovely reiki master that did my last attunement. I really love crystals and thought my little friend would enjoy rummaging through them and learning about their names.

I’ve put this little piece of carnelian to work already. I’ve had some Japanese cherry blossom seeds in my fridge for a good six months. It’s time to take them out and wake them up! I really hope they sprout. I’m hoping this little carnelian will help them on their way.

Whilst we are on the topic of the metaphysical, I bought these oracle cards in the summer. I really like them. The pictures are beautifully illustrated and little b loves to look at all the kind people in them. She particularly likes the archangel Michael card.

I picked beautiful Mary Magdalene today. So as it reads… I thought I should share!

Well, what a varied post… we’ve covered a lot there.

Have a great week ahead ❤️

Empty fridge day concoctions

You know that day of the week when you are due for your shopping and you’re faced with an empty fridge but with the odd exception of a few random ingredients?

That was yesterday and the hunger drums really were doing the bossa nova.

It was like an episode of ready steady cook! Remember that? For those who’ve never seen it, two celebrity chefs would have 20 minutes to concoct something delicious out of strange and random ingredients.

So… we had some broccoli and a cauliflower and some eggs and sweet corn. It turned out really tasty actually. I went for a Persian inspired wrap. A while ago, I made Persian Nargessi , narcissus Persian spinach and eggs and it was absolutely scrumptious.

I’m gluten free so I had a few of these wraps which I’ve found to be ok ish in the gluten free range

Excuse the worlds oldest roasting tin! Chopped up cauliflower and broccoli stems. However, if I were to do this again I would make the stems shorter as they were a bit long to bite through. I’d also make the cauliflower smaller and cook that separately for 10 mins on its own as it was ready way after the broccoli.

Now… the Persian inspiration..

Squeeze half a lemon and cover in turmeric and salt. I omitted the saffron and orange but you could add that if you like and roast in the oven until the broccoli goes glossy and very green.

Smother your wrap in some chipotle if you have any and I added a boiled egg and some sweet corn.

Tink was on hand begging for the chopped broccoli stalk ends as usual. You know I swear this dogs secret to living so long is her love of raw vegetables! She’s a Staffordshire bull terrier and is nearly 16 now. That’s a ripe old age for a staffy .

My little old lady has to wear pants now and is totally deaf and almost blind but she’s still available for cuddles.

Mmmm… I enjoyed this bit… sitting in front of the fire enjoying my empty fridge concoction which was a great success! Yum.