Really…

There are no other words. I believe I've said it all. … [Read more...]

Part 1 – Hiraeth means Home

Hiraeth, (pronounced here-eyeth], is a Welsh word that has no direct English translation. The University of Wales, Lampeter attempts to define it as homesickness tinged with grief or sadness over the lost or departed. It is a mix of longing, … [Read more...]

Mothers and Babies

Excerpts from Chapter Six - 'A Little Honey called Candy' - in 'Old McLarsen had some Farms' Book One - Brave Beginnings' Poor little mother Candy—she was hardly past her own puppyhood. Far too young for this painful experience. It's the one bit … [Read more...]

Is it, Mum?

Hmm... would that you could - Start a NEW day, a NEW chapter of your life, with ALL the accumulated wisdom of your years. But of course, that quality was gained dearly: - by hard knocks that flattened you - temporarily or long-term, - by … [Read more...]

Part 2 – All God’s Creatures

All things bright and beautiful, All creatures great and small, All things wise and wonderful, The Lord God made them all.                                        ~ Cecil Frances Alexander 1818-1895 And ALL are most dear to my heart, where many … [Read more...]

Antiques take Priority?

What wondrous possibilities today's technologies present to us. To think I came from a time of being taught typing at school on a manual 'Imperial' typewriter that can now be viewed in museums. What an amazing thrill when I used my first … [Read more...]

Ahh… memories

The Barbra Streisand song suggests how beautiful memories can be... some so painful to remember, others impossible to forget. And whilst I've been writing of farming memories, and favourite things, and childhood memories, sometimes there's a photo … [Read more...]