Out with the old and in with the new

In the spirit of Janus, the Roman god that January is named after, I am looking back at the last year and forward into 2018.  Janus is the god of beginnings, gates, transitions, time, duality, doorways, passages, and endings and I feel quite acutely that I am at some sort of crossroads in life although…

My Garden This Weekend – 18th January 2015

As you can see the garden has had a dose of winter this weekend albeit short-lived with the majority of the snow having melted by Saturday lunchtime. I can’t say I wasn’t disappointed that it was too cold to do anything outside as all I wanted to do yesterday was hide inside.  I have been…

Three years on

  Three years ago my family was torn to pieces as we faced one of those nightmares you wouldn’t want to wish on anyone.  Instead of a supportive family unit we became a group of individuals each locked into our own individual nightmare bubble, each of us bewildered, lost and stunned and not knowing how…

The miracle of the allotment

went to the allotment this Sunday for the first time in two weeks.  With the days getting shorter after work visits are out of the question and I have so much I want to do during my precious two days off a week that there is only time for a visit of a couple of…

A Selfish Indulgence

Today was one of those achingly wonderful English summer days.  As I drove through the windy country roads of West Worcestershire there was not a cloud in the bright blue sky, the fields looked abundant with their hay or corn crops and you could hear crickets humming. My destination was a small village church dating…

The Healing Garden

Today I am feeling weary and have  a sore back but this is good as it is the result of spending yesterday helping my brother-in-law start to sort out his garden.  As some of you may know my sister died suddenly of meningitis last October at the age of 37 leaving behind her husband (who…

No more procrastination

I have had the last week off as annual leave and its been a real mixed week emotionally, but as I face the prospect of going back to work tomorrow I think the break has done me a power of good. As ever I had ridiculously unrealistic plans for the week and luckily the rain…