ABOUT THE TITLE
I’ve spent much of my life in mud spattered boots. I grew up on a farm in the days when children disappeared outside after breakfast and returned home for meal times and we spent the school holidays making dens and playing in all sorts of unsuitable places, exploring the countryside on bikes and riding ponies. I wanted to be like the girls in the books I read, galloping their ponies through the sea and sleeping under the stars. However, I was more like the Thelwell cartoons – a small girl bouncing around on a fat little pony.
Then I grew up, married a farmer and now live with our family on a farm in Essex about forty miles north of London. Still in my mud spattered boots.
ABOUT THE BLOG
Don’t you hate the word blog? As I can’t think of a better word, a blog it will have to be.
If I keep to my plan and don’t get side-tracked, you can share a little of what happens on our farm – picking berries from the hedgerows to make preserves, nature printing with gathered leaves, walking through the glorious countryside or just enjoying the passing seasons.
One of the best things about this blogging lark is the connections that spring up and develop, so please say hello in a comment. I always try to answer any questions but if I don’t respond to your comment it’s just that I can’t think of anything else to say but “thank you”. You can also contact me by email.
ABOUT OTHER PLACES
I lurk on other places, some more enthusiastically than others.
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