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;“...