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It’s April…the middle of April in fact, which means that it’s been over two months since my last blog entry. Shocking… In those two months lots has happened, photos have been taken and time has just sped by so quickly. Is that a symptom of getting older? I feel like it was years since we were on holiday in the USA, when in reality it’s only six months…



So what’s happening…well…we decided to move house! It wasn’t something we ever thought we would be doing this year or maybe even next year, but we started viewing houses just to ‘see’ and the third house was just perfect. I think it’s safe to write about now because we are far far down the line with paperwork, searches, mortgage applications and transfer deeds e.t.c but you just never know what might happen. So fingers crossed… The house we are moving to is only ten minutes away from where we are now, but a different side of town heading towards the village that I grew up in. It’s bigger…four bedrooms, more space and just in the best condition to move into which is good when things are so hectic in other areas of our lives!



I’m halfway through my first year as a Social Work Student, courtesy of my employer who is footing the bill… That has been a challenge in itself, getting back into essay writing, balancing deadlines, going to tutorials…but it’s fun and I love being back on the education scene. We’ve already done a Wedding this year (sneak peak below) at a new location for us which was a great adventure, and we have a couple more lined up but we’re much quieter this year as I want to focus on the fun photography (and studying!)




So there we go…a few photos taken here and there, meadow trips, garden improvements….it still amazes me how in three years we’ve gone from a blank slate of a garden, a small patch of dirt…to an established amount of plants and shrubs. I think that’s one of the sadder things about moving, for us, although we’re moving upwards on the housing ladder, we’re not moving to a brand new house where we can decide how everything is going to be. Regardless though, we’ve done that once – don’t want to go back to the days of snagging and decorating cracks again!





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“He who plants kindness, grows love…”

How do you start a blog entry when it’s been so long….it feels odd to just be writing words as they come out of my head. Instead of writing for an essay, an assessment at work, a Christmas card…something planned. 2016 has been a busy year with its ups and downs, trials and tribulations, times for sadness and times for celebration.


It seemed fitting to spend the first free hours that we’d had in a long time, on the meadow. So that’s where we found ourselves on Boxing Day, surveying the many trees that my Dad had spent the Autumn and Winter planting.



The meadow is a place where you can renew. Your energy, yourself, your memories. It’s a place that never changes in many ways, and yet advances and matures in many others. It’s a place that you can rely on. It is by far one of my most favourite places. This year I stored up memories and moments to recapture and recall when I felt that I may need them most.



One of those memories and moments was when we were speeding across the Gulf of Mexico in a boat with dolphins chasing us. I thought, ‘When life gets tough, remember this moment when everything was okay, and the bad bits were forgotten.’ The meadow is full of scenes prepared and stored, ready for conjuring up when most needed. Boxing Day’s time down there was no exception.

This is what happens when you ask two dogs to smile….

So the tree planting is almost complete. Only another few hundred to go…the meadow is looking full already and some of the photos show the contrast between the trees that were first planted when my parents got the meadow, to the ones that are just being put in now. A lot has changed in the years since the meadow was acquired…


The next project is nesting boxes – owls, bats, birds…all the best creatures! I can’t wait to ‘borrow’ my Dad’s extra awesome telephoto lens and sit and wait for the Kingfisher to come by again. He/She makes a regular appearance already but with some patience, fantastic shots can be caught. Just ask my Mum who snapped away with her point and shoot camera a few weeks ago and put me to shame!











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