Pink Footed Goose having a Stretch. The pink footed goose that has moved onto the Balderton Blue Lake was very obliging yesterday when it came to a photo opportunity. It grazed off the grass with its two companion geese, a canada and the greylag it has been inseparable from since it arrived. Monday, 19 March 2018. Also, if I did find any, to take better photographs than last time.

Wednesday, November 5, 2014. When we visited my sister-in-law and my brother end of September I admired their garden house. Sneak peek from the outside. D ecorated with much love and I had a Christmassy feeling. Tuesday, November 4, 2014. In the park nearby are loads of them. Observe them from tiny in spring until they are in that siren red telling me to come and take some home. Then I let them dry for about a week.

Sunday, July 26, 2015. Lavender Sunrise - Haiku sequence. Lifting and falling of leaves-. The dark forms of chickens. Kind of surprised I was able to come up with one on my own. Tuesday, June 16, 2015.

Wednesday, August 12, 2015. Monday, August 10, 2015. Sometimes the storms are downright scary, wit.

Sunday, 19 July 2015. in all honesty, I thought I had it sorted and knew what I wanted to do.

Thank you for stopping by, I hope you enjoy your visit and leave with a smile! Friday, 20 March 2015. I thought it was going to be to cloudy here at my little house on a hill to see the eclipse, but this is what I saw . The clouds parted and the light dimmed with unearthly feel fell across my garden . And the moon moved in front of the sun ,there was a stillness in the air a magical moment in time. I felt very alone and privileged to have witnessed this spectacle .

The Many Musings of Molly Printemps. Monday, 3 August 2015. Once upon a time there was a wee Scottish girl,. With long skinny legs and a great big smile. A twin brother she adored, as part of herself,. A bond not shared, by anyone else. A mum and dad who loved her, of that there was no doubt,. And two younger sisters, who made her laugh and shout. Her dolls neatly dressed, she took care of her toys,. She treasured these moments like nobody else. Fluent in French, the best cook by far,.

Monday, 9 January 2017. On a rainy day, last September, we sheltered in the medieval city of Sarlat in the Dordogne. After days of high temperatures, a thunderstorm had cleared the air and left the day ahead to vertical stair rods of rain. We enjoyed the feeling of moisture on our skins; the cool air after days of heat. It resonated well with the ancient walls of the city. Narrow streets lined with high buildings. Lanterne des Morts built by Cistercian monks.