Letters from a Hill Farm

 I grew up with parents who had been through the Second World War. My father was in the Army and my mother was a nurse in a hospital at home...

The unexamined life is not worth living - Socrates I have said that Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its or...

Autumn began in my part of the world at 9:30 this morning when the sun went into Libra. I went back to my beloved  for a poem to share. This...

 I am tempted to say "the new normal". Though we are probably all sick of hearing it these days, it really is quite a good phrase....

The news from all around is so very upsetting and hugely anxiety provoking. It seems the "opening up" and the going back to school...

 Last night, this is what I had for supper. Lettce, yellow beans, and corn from local farmers, our cucumbers and potatoes, and a glass of mi...

 I just went looking through the blog, and apparently I didn't post about the blueberries last year. I'm so surprised because I had ...

 I'm watching the British television show New Tricks for maybe the sixth time, and every time I see it I wonder how Mike Moran, the man...

Our grandson Campbell Walker spent the night at his cousin, Hazel Nina's house for the very first time last night. The two of them showe...

I can't believe I wrote so little in July. I meant to post about many things that are in my head!   I have written a few times about one...

When the virus came along, our local movie theatre began to offer streaming movies. Part of the cost of the film went to the theatre. And ...

I've had this recipe for ages, and decided to finally make these cookies. Instead of Baker's chocolate, I used Preheat ove...

Last year I bought six flats of calendula plants, and planted them in our new vegetable garden. I thought it would be nice to have flowers a...