Fog and Gateways and Life, Moving on . . .
All through the night, the freighter sitting within a few hundred metres of my bedroom has been sounding its foghorn. This is a very loud foghorn. Luckily, I was tired enough that I slept through…
View PostAll through the night, the freighter sitting within a few hundred metres of my bedroom has been sounding its foghorn. This is a very loud foghorn. Luckily, I was tired enough that I slept through…
View PostFor a few years, while we were getting our garden set up, Pater and I built our weekend entertainment around visiting nurseries, especially the favourite now-sadly-defunct Island Specialty Nursery. Because we did this almost year-round…
View PostYes, I’m sorry, more Woodsy Fall Photos for you today. But at least I’ll bring it back inside by the end of the post. . . I’m into the intense part of my week, starting…
View PostRemember I told you last week that I’d been frustrated in my search for a top of a certain muted colour . . . I went out with my camera in the sunshine yesterday looking…
View PostThanks so much to Fashion over Fifty for honouring me as a Versatile Blogger. Fashion over Fifty is a relatively new blog to me, and I’ve recently been enjoying having another brave “woman of a…
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