There is an anticipation in a New Year’s morning. Will the sunrise be the start of a fulfilled promise from the night before? High winds, leaden skies and bucketing rain for weeks on end and now
January 6th. Anyone ever heard of this: my Czech grandmother always insisted that Christmas decorations stay up till Jan. 6th, the feast of the three kings, the 12th day of Christmas. My British grandmother thought it was silly, but I loved my
Driving back from Oxford over the Thames, beside the Windrush and down to the village, you might be excused for thinking you’re in the Lake District instead of Oxfordshire! Honestly rain! Enough already. There has been so much rain here
This Christmas eve I wish you a lovely hot bubble bath, Some peaceful time with your most treasured books, The best carols and brightest candles to light up the night, And most importantly, I wish you a heart full of happy, rich, magical
Here we come a-wassailing Among the leaves so green; Here we come a-wand'ring So fair to be seen. Love and joy come to you, And to you your wassail too; And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year And God send you a Happy
Now let’s go. First thing: drink lots of water, this is heavy work! Clean up the studio. You know you want to. And then maybe hang a little golden snowflake from your brushes so your precious tools feel the Christmas spirit. Been
Ran out yesterday morning before tea! I know, unheard of
Walking thru the gate into the fields this December afternoon into a soft and misty world. Above me, a pigeon takes flight. Then five, then fifty. The trill of their frantic wing beats cut thru the softness. Then, the copse
Yesterday I found a few old maps in one of the charity shops in Witney. Most of you know I tend to rip apart, destroy, repurpose old maps, books, letters
I love shopping in Witney, the little market town nearby. It’s really come as you are. Just finished mucking out the horses? Great, so have 50% of the people here, muddy wellies, jodhpurs, macs. Lunch break? For sure. Children in