Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England.
Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it!
I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing.
On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell!
Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.
Just to clarify. The naturally dishevelled geese are called Sebastapol geese. They look at their best during the Autumn. They really are meant to look like that … the fox didn’t have a go !
August 28, 2009 at 12:56 pm
Love the disheveled geese, looks like a bad case of bed head.
August 28, 2009 at 6:14 pm
When are they ready to eat?
August 28, 2009 at 8:31 pm
As soon as you can catch them!
August 29, 2009 at 8:27 am
It looks like the white ones are being chased by the black ones! xx
September 28, 2009 at 11:50 am
Just to clarify. The naturally dishevelled geese are called Sebastapol geese. They look at their best during the Autumn. They really are meant to look like that … the fox didn’t have a go !
September 29, 2009 at 8:43 pm
Thanks Karen, I loved their dishevelled look