Yearly Archives: 2012

The Right Trousers

Still beautiful, the Dart at high flood this morning My best fashion purchase of 2012 was a pair of waterproof trousers; followed closely by a pair of wellies with a year’s guarantee. I’ve been through two pairs this year, even

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In the Thick of It

For someone who professes to have the skills to set up and run a retreat centre I really think I should be feeling like this:  Instead I feel more like this!  Really because of things like this – one huge

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Things are looking up….

It’s Adam the tree surgeon up there Not that they were looking down at all. Although I kept my eyes discreetly down as I arrived at Still Pool the other day to see a naked man just emerging from the

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Shall I, Shan’t I (cont’d.)

This morning was definitely NOT the day to swim. The past few nights have been wild wet and stormy. Although I haven’t heard it much during the night, I see the effects on my morning walk – leaves strewn everywhere,

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Shall I? Shan’t I?

 The mornings are chillier yet I am still waking early and going out with Selkie. It’s stunningly beautiful in these cloudless early autumn days as I walk out eastwards towards the sun rising stronger than I’ve seen it for many

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Pebbles Continued

I was wondering how to introduce the house and I was given the perfect opportunity to link my last blog about the pebbles in the river to the building of the house by a planning consultant who came to give

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River Mindfulness

In my morning meditation I often use some words from Thich Nhat Hanh which go like this “I see myself as a pebble, falling to the sea bed. You repeat the words, using “settling on the sea bed”, “resting on

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Those Olympic Muscles

The move to Staverton co-incided with the Olympics, so in the run up to the moving date I kept saying “this is my Olympic countdown”.  And I got as excited as everyone else watching British, and other nations’ athletes winning

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A startling start to life in Staverton

The former owners of the Coach House left me a book called “Staverton on the Dart” in which it says the meaning of Staverton is “the village by a stony ford”. In ancient times, before the beautiful Staverton Bridge was built,

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Packing and Unpacking

Twice this week I’ve swum in a place called “Still Pool” on the River Dart. A baptism for this first blog entry! It’s very close to my soon to be new home in Staverton. The Dart river flows through the

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