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Pink Granite Coast

The Pink Granite Coast has to be one of my favourite places for a stroll of fair to middling difficulty on my Breton holidays. It’s the old coastguard path between the pretty village of Ploumanac’h to Tregastel beach in Perros…

Butterflies

I’m studying ‘A Course in Miracles’, (ACIM) a spiritual text. It’s a big fat book and is going to take awhile. In all likelihood I’ll say more about it in the future. But starting at the very beginning ACIM says:…

Mary Anning

My childhood holidays in the Lyme Regis area instilled my love of the West Country and a desire to live here. I used to hunt around the blue lias cliffs equipped with a hammer and one of Dad’s chisels looking…

Cormorants

I’ve been researching shags at the moment. Oh okay, I’ve only said this for childish comedic effect. To puzzled non Brits who may be scratching their heads, a ‘shag’ is a slang phrase for making the beast with two backs,…

Fire

A picture from the Appalachian trail today, a warning that fire can be our foe as well as our friend. Yesterday we had a reminder of this right on our doorstep. I was helping Louis to wrap his Christmas presents.…

Robin

This little robin joined me when I paused during a walk the other day. I think that I’ve heard somewhere that robins get bolder in winter because the risk of starvation outweighs that from adverse contact with humans. Maybe their…