The third in a series of posts celebrating the changing seasons, based on the neo-pagan eightfold festival year. I am not overly religious but I’ve always had leanings towards Pagan…
Despite having grown up in Brontë country, I’m rather a latecomer to their work. However, I’ve now happily embraced the drama, brooding menfolk and romantic portrayals of the moors. This weekend I…
The second in a series of posts celebrating the changing seasons, based on the neo-pagan eightfold festival year. I am not overly religious but I’ve always had leanings towards Pagan…
Tucked away in a sleepy Northamptonshire village is a remarkable Elizabethan folly. Rushton’s Triangular Lodge is one man’s architectural ode to his Catholic faith. Built between 1593-97, the lodge is…
I’ve always adored books, ever since I was little. It is a happy sort of problem to try and figure out where an extra bookcase can be squeezed into my…
Being self-employed is rather a juggling act. One person, wholly responsible for every aspect of the business. Each day brings something different, whether it is posting and packing orders or…
Last month I mentioned that I intend to throw myself into gardening this year. I want to create a garden worthy of the Shire. It’s no secret I’m a bit of…
I am a Spring and Autumn person. Spring brings welcome release after the confinement of Winter. It brings birthdays and new adventures and good green growing things. And Autumn, well…
The first in a series of posts celebrating the changing seasons, based on the neo-pagan eightfold festival year. I am not overly religious but I’ve always had leanings towards Pagan…
I know it is nearly the end of January already, but I wanted to wish you all a very happy new year. I hope it has been kind to you…