‘Gather Ye Fir Cones While Ye May’

Gazing out of my window this evening it is hard to believe that it is the middle of August and the children are still on their summer holidays. The mountains are completely obscured by cloud – in fact, I can hardly see the other…

Frothing Blossoms

Yet another gloriously sunny warm day. From my window I can see one of our elder trees, covered in creamy white blossoms the size of small plates. This is truly one of the signs that Midsummer is fast approaching! The elder tree holds a…