An Unexpected Read

I didn’t want to go for a walk today. Seriously. I’m busy here at home, and it is warmer inside than out, so I really didn’t want to go out. But a promise is a promise, so I donned hat and coat and gloves and headed off for a quick dash around the block, reasoning that…

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Red Icons

Red pillar boxes, red buses, red phone boxes… are they red so they show up on dark days? Through fog and mist? I don’t know. But whatever the reason for the colour, spotting the bright iconic boxes and buses, no matter the weather, always makes my heart smile with recognition and romance, reminding me that…

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Twilight

It was already getting dark by 4:30 this afternoon when I was walking home from the village. There is something timeless about being out just as day gives way to night, and lights come on one by one.

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Shadow Play

The slant of the winter sun creates trees out of light, air, and brick… magic!

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A Rose in Winter

Although the days are short and the weather bleak, our winter has been fairly gentle thus far, as evidenced by this small brave rose, a touch of colour and hope amongst the dead leaves. Tradition has it that a rose in winter is a sign of the presence of divinity, and symbolizes finding a right way….

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Tea Shop Rendezvous

My walk into the village this morning took me directly to Pinaglis Tea Room, where I am always made to feel welcome with wonderful coffee and gluten-free goodies! (Fair disclaimer: I didn’t actually indulge in the goodies today, but I was certainly welcomed and I enjoyed knowing they were there for me to feast my eyes upon!)

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Seasonal Wildlife

Not all the seasonal decorations are gone yet; these deer are still bringing a bit of cheer to the bleakness of January as they graze in the neighbourhood.

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Well and Truly January

Today is exactly why I made my walking resolution and started this blog – or more precisely, today’s weather is why I need public motivation to get me out and walking. The weather was just cold enough to leave icy tracings in hidden corners of the world, the days are still so short that darkness…

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New Year, New Bodkins

Those of you who see me on other blogs or circles, or who know me personally, will be aware of my love of woolly things and my passion for using sticks and hooks to create fabrics out of threads and yarns. For the past decade, the little wool shop in the village has been my home away…

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