Slate Grey, Lime and Hay

  Each summer we dedicate a day to go up to the Stiperstones armed with plastic tubs to collect bilberries. We were a little late going...

  While cutting back and tidying the garden I have been aware of a pair of very noisy Long-tailed Tits in the hedge. Intrigued I h...

Oh my days, it has been a long time since I last posted here. The ease of posting on Instagram has probably contributed to this tardiness as...

A red hawthorn tree in the bottom of The Field. The tree looks like it is covered in a thousand tiny rosebuds. Unlike the native hawtho...

  Woodlands in May. The fresh green leaves on the beech trees. The carpet of bluebells with their intoxicating scent. Dappled spr...

  The biggest bluest skies at the Elan Valley earlier this week where we went for our half term ramble. The boys were keen to see the C...

  Last weekend, Littlest and I took advantage of a free couple of hours to 'squelch and squerch' across fields, along country ...