a dog's life in the Tamar valley, Cornwall, PL17

three of the most important women in my life, my mum, amafrodolily and auntie Jess, who I must say shouts a lot less than the Boss, but slee...

my village, how sweetly it doth lie.

sun rising through the trees, waking the church spire with golden beams, rebirth, hope, beauty.

well, that was fun. I'm all done in, and looking forward to next Christmas tomorrow. All of us wish all of you peace and goodwill, frien...

the sun set on KitHill, and on Caradon and all the horses at the Minions. Maybe the nights will get shorter now, so let's celebrate, it...

harri insisted that another fetching picture of her was blogged before there were anymore of that rapscallion Mattie. Huh.