That strange time between Christmas and New Year – a guide.

That strange time between Christmas and New Year – a guide.

The presents have been opened, the dinners have been devoured and most of us who celebrate Christmas are now in a cheese, fizz and chocolate stupor, whilst board games are played and any sense of time dissipates into thin air. What day is it? What time is it? You push the anxiety of looming deadlines [...]

Charlotte’s Ramblings.

Image from canva.com I'm writing this on a chilly Saturday afternoon.  While I was waiting for the tea in the teapot to brew, I was thinking of everything that is and has been going on. Probably not the best thing to be doing on a Saturday afternoon, but I couldn't help but think about all [...]

Poetry Mondays – The Reminder by Thomas Hardy.

The Reminder.   While I watch the Christmas blazePaint the room with ruddy rays,Something makes my vision glideTo the frosty scene outside. There, to reach a rotting berry,Toils a thrush, — constrained to veryDregs of food by sharp distress,Taking such with thankfulness. Why, O starving bird, when IOne day's joy would justify,And put misery out [...]

Easy Nature Crafts – Number 3 – Popcorn Garland for Birds.

Hello, I'm back with another super quick and simple craft idea, that is plastic free and also provides food for the birds.  Of course, using popcorn as Christmas decoration isn't anything new, it has been done for decades. Whilst it may not be the shiniest or the glitziest, it is very effective and it has [...]

Hello December!

Hello everyone. I hope you are all ok. Well! We have made it to the final month of 2020! And what a year it has been? If I had a pound for every time  I heard that phrase, I wouldn't have to worry about student finance, I'll tell you that for free! Now it is [...]

Poetry Mondays – The Darkling Thrush by Thomas Hardy.

The Darkling Thrush   I leant upon a coppice gate,When Frost was spectre-gray,And Winter’s dregs made desolateThe weakening eye of day.The tangled bine-stems scored the skyLike strings of broken lyres,And all mankind that haunted nighHad sought their household fires.   The land’s sharp features seemed to meThe Century’s corpse outleant,Its crypt the cloudy canopy,The wind [...]