Winter Woodland

I wanted a gentle stroll through the woods not a scramble through the underbrush, but the day was so beautiful that I let myself be talked into walking down into Thundersley Glen. Looks are deceiving, however, so Jeff was quickly pressed into carving sticks to help keep us upright as we scrambled along the (grossly) muddy…

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Magic Happens

I wrote a silly little post about going walking in glorious sunshine this morning and seeing a ridiculously big and sunny bus parked on a very small road, but I didn’t feel quite right about hitting that no-going-back publish button. I then worked on Desk Stuff all afternoon (including a few tweaks and a Twitter…

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The Rosy Glow of Casual Conversation

Our drab weather continues, though it isn’t quite as bitter outside today. Every dog walker in town seemed to be out, and everyone seemed chatty, which was nice. I love the quirkiness of conversations with casual strangers, people you don’t know, whom you may or may not never see again, but who brush up against…

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Pennies from Heaven

Find a penny, pick it up, All day long you’ll have good luck I can never resist, and it always makes me happy… My husband picks up coins, too… but some of his finds are way more interesting than mine. He found this one out on the banks of the River Blackwater last Sunday. Minted circa…

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Shades of Ordinary

Even in the bleak mid-winter, when dusk comes way too early, England does good skies. I will walk to work and back in the dark this evening, but knowing that my chances of finding a photo en route are slim to none, I made a quick dash around the block before heading to the kitchen to make…

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Gladness!

My first crocus of 2015! One of the first flowers to come up each year, the crocus is said to be a powerful symbol of gladness as it opens to the sun, and to the goodness that is around us. Their sunny centers certainly speak to my heart as they carry the first promise of spring. I…

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Tree Stripes

The snow that was forecast hasn’t materialized, so the woods were drenched in stripey sunlight when I went out for an afternoon walk. All was quiet, no animals stirring, no dogs out walking their humans – I had the trees to myself.  

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Sacred Ground

I decided to combine business with pleasure (again), so after dropping my boots off at the shoe repair in Hadleigh this morning, I wandered over to the old church in the center of town. I’ve passed it a thousand times, I’m sure, and while I often appreciate it in passing, I’ve never stopped for a…

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Ikea Counts

As anyone who has ever shopped at Ikea can attest, navigating through the store counts as a real walk. Yes, I know it is already a matter of my project, my rules, but I want to make sure that on any given day I’m holding to the spirit of my resolution — to move my body,…

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In Village Life, Small Things Matter

I’ve been showing you around Thundersley because it’s home to me, and it’s where I walk most days. I also want my family and friends around the world to see my local community, and I hope to sow some seeds… maybe if I show you the place that has taken me to its heart, you…

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