I touch the frost with my bare hands as I open the gate. It’s beautiful. The icy crystals sparkle in the weak early morning sunlight and...

A full pond after the rain... I hear it gently patter on the roof and my lips cannot help but lift at the corners, a hesitant, tentative...

Photo by Matt Dodd on Unsplash “Come along my little love, time for a pee,” I say as I stand outside in the cold, crisp, night air.  ...

It is no small thing to trust the tiny things in life. How many times have you heard me say that! I might sound like a broken record, but...

Here is an excerpt from my latest book. Click here to have a preview. If anyone locally would like a copy but doesn't want the hassle of...

I am beyond excited to report that I have just compiled a beautiful photo book of the Alentejo countryside accompanied by blogs I've...

I am saving my love for the green spikes of grass pushing up through the barren earth after autumnal rain. I don’t want to step on a...

Dog snoring in sunrise’s early glow. Same coloured cat curled within her legs and snuggled into her softness, who could have ever...

The world is too much with us; late and soon, Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;— Little we see in Nature that is ours;“...

This story began many generations ago in Shropshire. It began with farming genes in the blood. It began with a connection to trees and...

Here I am watching spring meld into summer. Grass burnt from green to gold, pastures waving their frond like blades in the summer breeze...

It could be hot buttered toast piled high with butter and damson jam...

Giving in to this moment, I stop trying to hijack every tick of the clock. Instead, I give in to being a tortoise rather than a hare;...

I write because it eases my mind. All those pesky thoughts rushing around my head creating confusion and discombobulating my day pour...

The house didn’t get cleaned because I took all the time I needed to relish the crisp morning air as I walked the dogs. Then I stopped to...

It could be Zara’s big nose resting on my knee in the early morning, which makes me aware of her liquid brown eyes telling me it’s time...

Bear with me, I want to tell you something about surrender… Oh, I know how that sounds, but I’m not trying to be a drama queen. It’s just...

This is the woman who was completely certain that her pregnant sows should and would have their piglets safely in the surroundings of the...

I’m not sure that I told you but… when all the world seems a hopeless jumble and people are sad and frightened I never thought I could...

The first stroke of luck is that I have found my way to a tiny pocket of Portugal out of the noise of the world. The second is that I...