I clearly remember the smell when you walked in the wide front door, a combination of polish from the lightly worn parquet flooring and the pale, patterned, unchanging rug that covered it. As a child I would visit this house, my aunt’s, only a handful of times a year, but it was so different to … Continue reading The whimsy of window seats
A grey rectangle of concrete that runs along the side of our house – it’s where I washed my bike, but never parked our car. It was where I leant over the low, slightly rickety fence to talk to my neighbour. It was a transition place; a way to get to the back door. A … Continue reading It started with a pot..
I have a friend who wants to downsize her house, as she needs to reduce her mortgage debt, but is quite understandably is sad about losing her large garden. I’ve spent years casting a covetous eye over anyone with a large expanse of grass and plenty of room to swing several cats. Yet, I’ve put … Continue reading What is a garden for?
Back this week, after some lovely family time away, to the dying days of the summer, although with rowan berries glowing and acorns on the ground it’s been feeling like the season has been on the turn for a few weeks now. As part of my project to try doing things a different way I’ve … Continue reading Going barefoot
You know when you do those things that seem like a really great idea at the time, but then half way through you wish you'd never started? I'm just in the middle of finishing one of those projects. A couple of weeks ago on Pinterest I came across a great idea for a small garden … Continue reading Wood, sweat and tears
The House with the Blue Door 