Category Archives: Musings

Good bye to all that

What can be said about 2016? I suspect much will be written now, at the turning of the year, and much will be written in the future. It feels odd to know that the time in which you are living … Continue reading

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How I learnt that I wasn’t Titania or a thank you to Mrs Doyle

In a change from the usual travel posts, an article I read this week resonated with me, reminding me of one of the many influential people who have crossed my path along the way and helped to make me who I … Continue reading

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Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness

My little corner of the world does not do summer well.  Although the days are long, too many of them are damp, or even downright wet, to plan any outdoor activity with certainty.  In those rare moments when the mercury … Continue reading

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The Call of the Wild

If you go down to the woods today you don’t need to go in disguise, unless of course you have a severe aversion to squirrels.  There have been no bears, picnicking or otherwise, since 1000AD, no lynx since 400AD, no elk since 1500BC. … Continue reading

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The Strange and the Familiar

It’s been a little quiet around here.  The radio silence began back at the end of May when Mr S and I set off on a three week trip to Eastern Canada and New England.  We’ve been back now for … Continue reading

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Here be Dragons

Things have been a little quiet here recently.  The reason?  Mr S and I are planning a three-week trip to south-eastern Canada and north-eastern America and the preparations have purloined the lunchtime slot previously dedicated to these musings. That’s the … Continue reading

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Written in the Stars

We humans are a curious and impatient animal.  From the dawning moments of our consciousness we have been asking questions.  Will this hurt me?  Can I eat that?  When will the rains come?  Why do the birds leave?  As time … Continue reading

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