Morning Coffee

Morning Coffee

Morning coffee has gradually become a slow savouring ritual for me. I am aware of my coffee urge as soon as I exit dreamworld  – as soon as daily consciousness kicks in – it’s the only thing that will coax me out of my cosy brushed cotton cosy-bed-nest – it’s coffee time! I didn’t used…

where-the-children-played

Where the Children Played

This is where the children played.  Just two weeks ago I was here with my grandson at a weekly forest school session where a group of children aged 3-6 explored these woods with curiosity and joy.  Dens became havens for pretend play.  Tree trunks were climbed and became castles, rockets, towers and the crow’s nest…