Whimsical in the Wild

Sometimes we naively assume that we know a place like the back of our hand, every little nook and corner worth exploring. This is exactly how we felt about our little village, Burley, until a few weeks ago when we stumbled upon the most delightful surprise. With days spent wandering into the village centre aplenty, making friends with local ponies…

Embracing Blissful Mondays

Between saying goodbye to two wonderful days of rest and the reality of life back on our minds, the word blissful is not often associated with Mondays. However, the first day of the working week doesn’t have to live up to its traditionally melancholy name; with a few small additions to this otherwise ordinary day, we can start enjoying it. A…

My Story of February

With Valentine’s Day, our anniversary and both my parents’ birthdays, February is usually a rosy month full of celebrations and romantic opportunities. This year, however, it has been a month of heartbreak and lots of tears. Grief is difficult enough to go through but when those closest to you are experiencing it too, it becomes almost unbearable. Everyday moments are punctuated…

Slow Travel

Gone are the days when I’d hop from monument to monument, pebbled beach to pebbled town, attempting to pack in as much of a country as possible in a week-long holiday. Returning home after what was supposed to be a relaxing break always required a few days of rest, ironically. Nowadays, my approach to travel has changed. Waking up naturally,…

Playing House

For a long time now, Dave and I have been yearning to move out and create our first home together: something small and simple but very cosy, a place to call our own. Still living at home with parents after graduating three years ago was not the situation either of us planned to be in. Perhaps we were both a…

wild

Growing slowly, a sense of oblivion. Petals ruffle as it dances in the breeze; shuffle like a petticoat with each motion. Grow, grow, grow before the winter freezes over. Say goodbye for another season. You’ll be back, time again: a spot of wildness, reserved forever. m