Cosy spaces.

Having a cosy space is exhilarating. It’s the fulfilment of every childhood cubby house dream, a daily adventure worthy of the Swiss Family Robinson. HavingΒ somewhere that is all yours? A secret hidey hole to run to across the frosty grass while the ocean roars up the valley? It’s a dollop of self-sufficiency that not much…

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Pets mean peace

The Smith farm is home to eight people. The garage has been converted into three extra rooms, and I’m living the caravan life. The cars out front make it look like party central. It’s busy. It’s chaotic. It’s always fun. You’d think we were at capacity. But no. There’s plenty of room for the cats,…

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Autumn days

It’s autumn. The days got shorter all by themselves after we cashed in our daylight savings. The first lunar eclipse of the lunar tetrad (Blood Moon) bloomed in the sky. The mornings and evenings are crisp and clear. The sunsets are captivating. The light itself seems different. There’s already whispers of chimney smoke; errant invisible,…

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