Dear Orkney (part 2)

Dear Orkney There appears to be a dreadful misunderstanding.  I refer to my earlier letter to you written on March 7th 2016.  See here. In my previous letter I thanked you for the end of winter, being able to peg out washing, do some gardening and not needing to resort to chocolate.  I sang your praises … More Dear Orkney (part 2)

My week in pictures

“Is this going to end up on the blog?” I can honestly say this is one of  my most frequently asked questions these days. It’s great because it shows people are reading it and for those occasions when I have a crisis of confidence and wonder what in the heck I’m doing there is always … More My week in pictures

Spring has Sprung

There’s nothing like a Spring morning to show off nature’s art work.  After crawling to the end of Winter on my hands and knees I now awaken to Spring mornings with such happiness I could almost break into a run.  I say almost because I tried running for a while; I enjoyed it but thanks to a … More Spring has Sprung

2000 Acres of Sky

I’ve had a last minute topic change for the blog tonight.  I was planning on writing on how I can’t understand my own husband most of the time due to his strong accent and also about my love of the Orcadian language.  However I wanted to share with you some photos of the stunning clouds … More 2000 Acres of Sky

Living the dream.

Q. Why did the chicken cross the road? A. Because seemingly there was a square inch of garden on the other side that they hadn’t pooped on yet. Yes readers I’m now living the n̶i̶g̶h̶t̶m̶a̶r̶e̶  dream and am a fully fledged  keeper of three much longed for chickens. Following one or two false starts where … More Living the dream.

Northern Lights

I missed the Northern Lights last night but my son (renamed Tech Support with his approval) was out and about and got some pics of them.  Today the sun shone and showed me how dirty the windows are and how dusty the house is but they are just going to have to stay that way for … More Northern Lights

The lost hour

Every six months due to one measly hours time change, my life disappears into a black hole and I wonder if I will ever find my way back out. This morning I woke up and checked the time.  6.30 am the clock on my phone says, but does that mean 5.30, 6.30 or 7.30am?  Is it January, … More The lost hour