A couple of days ago I made myself a cup of tea in a flask and took it to where I volunteer so that I could enjoy a beverage out of the tiny flask-top cup. Flask tea is like camping tea. It’s invariably drunk outdoors and takes more effort than simply flicking the switch on … Continue reading The joy of flasks
This week is Lammastide, or more officially August 1 was Lammas or Lughnasadh. The Pagan wheel of the year from which these calendar markers come from, is I've found, one that's worth looking into if you want to break away from commercially enforced seasonal markers. There are some overlaps: Yule is the winter solstice and … Continue reading Tuning into the seasons
It's finally happened. After a shuddering explosion that sounded as though someone had petrol-bombed the house, and with a similar accompanying burning smell, my washing machine has finally washed its last and gone out in a blaze of dripping-wet washing and a death-throe leap across the kitchen floor. We've been through a lot, me and … Continue reading Not built to last?
It's a common refrain from me in our house. It's too loud, turn it down. To which my husbands comes back with the usual response that it's not too loud, that I have over-sensitive hearing. But, today, I've decided to turn down a different sort of noise, the noise of input. For the last few … Continue reading Turning down the volume
I'm half way through Paul Kingsnorth's new book, Confessions of a Recovering Environmentalist. It's one of those books whose words and images go to bed with you at night and it's rather melancholic and haunting. One of its messages, that we've distanced ourselves too much from nature, reminded me of the back end of last … Continue reading Avoidance of technology for its own sake