Posted by When I first moved into the house I live in now, there was an elder sapling in my back garden, brought by birds, and shooting up rebelliously between honeysuckle and philadelphus. The garden was very different then – with only two previous owners, both strong independent women who loved to garden, it had neat hedges,…Read more »
Posted by Today we walked in the woods. Two buses from home, across the River in the Derwent Valley, under a grim, threatening sky we walked in the woods. We saw a deer, chatted to some rescue horses, tracked prints along the muddy path and paddled in a river full of all of yesterday’s torrential rain. We…Read more »
Posted by When I was in my late teens and early twenties, I found myself deeply connected with stories of the Holocaust. I read all I could about it, I watched TV shows about it, I found poetry and art that spoke to me of the horrors that could never, ever be allowed to happen again. When…Read more »
Posted by It’s been a few weeks since I last put pen to paper here and that’s because I’ve been busy creating a set of workshops, in partnership with The Paddock, to further the idea of sharing zero waste skills and the know-how of making plastic free alternatives with others. My workshops will be running on Wednesdays…Read more »
Posted by The summer that I turned 6 there were bees living under the floor of the wooden garage in the back garden of the house I grew up in. I can remember it so clearly. It was a proper, old fashioned garage, that would never been big enough for a modern car, but might have had…Read more »
Posted by I’ve been sitting looking at an empty screen for an hour, listening to the same song on repeat (Groceries: Mallrat, since you ask), pondering this post, and wondering how to begin it. The girls and I had a long, blissfully exhausting day yesterday out by the river and among the trees with lovely friends. A…Read more »
Posted by “People gonna rise like water, and turn this system round. In the voice of my great grand-daughter, climate justice now” From the phoenix-like flames of Notre Dame, to the sound of hundreds of people joining in a traditional Scottish mourning song on the streets of London, and from hearing Greta Thunberg address the crowds at…Read more »
