October 24, 2018
Poor old Sammy had to wait for his breakfast….
I could not work out where the strange low key whining sound was coming from – it turned out to be Sammy, making sorrowful noises every now and again while I ate breakfast. I got up to take him out, but instead he went and pointed his nose up towards…..his breakfast, which I had made some time ago but forgotten to put on the floor for him! What agonies he must have been in seeing me eat while wondering why he could not have his bowl! Poor dog, he scoffed it down quickly and then we went out to enjoy the fresh morning air and sunshine.
October 16, 2018
Blessings from the edge of the Sea
A helpful conversation with the Great Spirits of nature, and a ritual of gratitude, peace and light – connecting to Life Beings, Ancestors, and Existences yet to come into this apparent world. Blessings from the crashing waves of the ever changing sea here on the edge of Lyme Bay, and may Light and Compassion be present in the Hearts of us all 💥💥💥
October 13, 2018
Crack Withies
Crack, and then another crack echoes around the meadows in gale force winds and balmy Summer temperatures. These occasional mini explosions are the result of large branches coming off the Willow Trees, characteristic of English Water Meadows, and a favourite subject for the renowned Artist, Constable. The fallen branches continue to grow, and that is one of the main ways Willows spread. Locals call these explosive trees “Crack Withies” – they are beautiful and dramatic trees and the fallen branches are good to sit on.
October 10, 2018
Hot England!
Well, what else is a silly old man going to do but take some photos of his environment as the Sun begins to go down and the Shadows lengthen?
October 9, 2018
Church of St James, Bossington, Hampshire
The little Church of St James at Bossington where my parents got married, and where I was Christened 73 years ago. My maternal grandparents and my Aunt Dorothy are buried here together with men and women who worked with them at Bossington Farm, and Florey the Gypsy – as a child I used to visit her in her caravan. St James is on the Pilgrim route to Sant Iago de Compostella, and there are images of a Scallop inside. Henry the 5th camped here with his Army in the meadow opposite the Church the day before embarking for France at Southampton. The ancient Roman road from Winchester to Sarum is at the other side of this field and then passes through Bossington Farm.
Russian doctor – a chemical weapons assassin?
Doctors are often the baddies in fiction but I was horrified to hear that a member of our honourable fellowship was apparently one of the two Russian assassins in Salisbury administering chemical weapons. This will be deplored by the Profession generally, but how will Russian doctors respond? If they have any guts about them they will condemn such dishonourable and unethical behaviour by a colleague.
October 3, 2018
Tory Jungle Games
The political scene is not an edifying one – a time for switching off the radio and being grateful for the simple life of a countryman. The big beasts in the Tory Party are playing jungle games – Theresa May the gangling prey, Boris the incompetent Tiger with nothing new to say, full of puff and indignation. Waiting in the Forest are the cunning Gove, a Carrion Crow and a strange Monkey like creature, the Mogg. Deeper in the Forest is another creature, Jeremy Goody Two Shoes and his adoring Worshipers….who will strike first?
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