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One of our summer favourites, when the carrots are plumping up nicely in the garden and mounds of sorrel persist among the grasses beyond...

In dying mum left me the greatest gift. She took away my fear of it. She left gracefuly and was not afraid, in fact she believed death...

Contemplating stillness, just being with the body.

Designing a new range. Well overdue for lack of a lull amidst the constant queries from croft helpers and "down tools" to feed the crew,...

Tom (youngest son), texts me from the langoustine boat. Mum, if you're going to the shop can you pick up some sort of nice juice, I need...

Despite relying on it quite a lot, I find modern technology quite unsettling if dwelt upon for too long. I mean, what web of magic makes...