But, you said….

“But, you said that there would be no more holes to dig!” Ah. Yes. I might have said something like

Magic

I think I’ve been doing a disservice to November. I tend to think of it as a month of bare

There is something exceedingly beautiful about walking under a tree that is showering the path with leaves. Honestly. Look up

Where do I start with this week? I’ve knotted and tied, sliced and preserved and driven more than I have

If ever a word summed up this week, it has to be fruition. To be honest, it is a good

I seemed to spend most of my time, this week, either in the kitchen or out in the garden bringing

It’s been one of those weeks when the days have jumbled themselves up. I spent Tuesday having to remind myself