Category Archives: walks

17 for 2017: May

Life is still very busy and although I have not been blogging very much lately, there is still lots of creativity and crafting going on to share with you in the future.

Only two items to add this month, a walk and Yes! and Yippeeeee!!!! I met a fellow blogger!

17 – walks longer than an hour


One this month, during Half-term with my daughter’s three bouncy children. We were at Kingston Lacy from 11.15am until 5.30pm, walking through the gardens and woods and clambering up and over all sorts of obstacles. The children also did some carpentry: making a walking stick, a little easel and a bug hotel. It was a great day out.


We even saw some ‘pineapples’ – the children have run on ahead, can you see the dots in the distance? They call this the ‘Pineapple Path’ as they think the trees look like giant pineapples.

And here are a couple of lions especially for Cathy



I like hers better though!

16 – handmade greetings cards.


15 – beachy things (split into 3 x 5s – 5 pieces of beach related art, 5 beach cleans on new beaches, 5 beach clean sculptures, assemblages or mandalas)

Zero so far – this is the one I’m most disappointed about, but there is still time.

14 – items for my Etsy shop


Remains at 5.

13 – drawers, cupboards, shelves or boxes sorted out.


Still 7

I’ve shuffled things around a bit, but can’t claim anything has truly been sorted out.

12 – WIPs finished


Still 6.

11 – paintings/ art works


10 – house and garden tasks


9 – textile books worked on.


8 – hand written letters to grandchildren


7 – find 7 interesting objects


6 – items made for Pippin or improvements to Pippin (the caravan in the garden).


5  – random acts of kindness


although of course there are always more to do

4 – new National Trust properties visited


3 – make three up-cycled items of clothing 


2 – meet two fellow bloggers


So happy that I was able to meet up with Jane of Rainbow Junkie. She came to my local town and we able to meet up for a walk along Ringstead beach. It felt very special to sit over a cuppa after our walk and share life stories. She gave me the most generous and beautiful gift of her very own Celtic Coasters – I am so thrilled with them! Lucky, lucky me! Thank you Rainbow J. ❤

1 – car boot sale


0 – Buy zero new clothes



Others participating in 17 for 2017 are Nanacathy,  Mrs Snail, Mrs CraftMurtagh’s Meadow, Cherie,  Erin, Deb, …………… and? Let me know if you would like to be added to the list.




caught my eye

in the fading light

treasure found


Our ‘One-a-Week’ Photo Challenge Prompt this week is FENCE

Ronovan’s Haiku Prompts are EYE and FADE

The mitten on the post must have been there a while as it was green with algae. Since starting to do beach cleans, I see all litter and dropped items in a new light. They are all potential art materials with a human back story. It did feel slightly weird taking it from it’s post, but I am pretty certain it’s owner is not likely to return for it. It will go with other found clothing I have and see what art work it might inspire.

The top of the fence post is a little world of its own


The photos were taken on a walk from Nine Wells towards Solva (Pembrokeshire) along the coastal path.dscf0156


I was walking from the treehouse as the sun was going down.



There was no wind and I stood to watch the sunset before returning




to the cosiness of my nest in the trees.

What fences have you found this week?  Leave a link in the comments below, we’d love to see them.

16 for 2016 December

A bit late, but I just had to do a final round-up of my 16 for 2016 targets. I was so pleased with my late surge of activity in December, that I wanted to share them with you.

Inspired by Cathy at Nanacathy, here is what I wanted to achieve in 2016, all the ones in PINK were completed in December.

16 WALKS (of more than an hour)


Once away from home in December I went on a walk nearly every day and had done 4 one hour walks within the first 6 days, hitting the target and beyond.

ft path




Just before leaving home for my 31 day retreat I had the idea of making re-usable cards out of fabric

and some fabric ‘cards’ to send to my 8 grandchildren whilst I was away.

Here’s 3 of them


Each little pocket on the left has a favourite saying tucked into it.


10 done

Certainly not as many as I would have liked – must do better!


11 done


6 done

I have no gardening targets in my 2017 list!


Zero in 2016 – which really did surprise me – however Miss E wanted to make a drawstring bag to keep her gym hand-guards in, and we have just made 3 together


I’m keeping the one on the left to put shoes in when I’m packing a case to go away. It is also the perfect size for a wine bottle!

Miss E has the other two.


7 done

I tried lots of tutorials on YouTube which I could not get to work, but I was glad to have had a go.



I went away on 15th Dec with a car laden with fabric and started creating pieces of textile art on Day One – with a month stretching ahead it was lovely to sit amidst material and threads and be able to concentrate on just that with no interruptions. I think I started at least 10 projects in December and did finish a couple which I will share at a later date.

Here is a textile tassel just to give you a hint of what is to come





I completed this target on 5th Dec: I was spurred on to have a tidy up before going away. So pleased to hit this particular target.


5 done, 2 to go

Lots of paintings in progress but just 5 finished. See them here

6 BUS RIDES using my Bus Pass

2 done


4 done


1 done


1 done

I did have another massage whilst I was away….. bliss (a gift from my lovely daughter – even better!)…… but it was in January 2017.



Collecting clothing. Crocheting Blankets. Making donations.



‘Enchanted August’ by Brenda Bowen got me there.




Doing this review has helped me be a little more realistic for 2017 – I think!

The list is waiting in the wings. It is fun to see there are a few of us doing the 17 for 2017 challenge, even my daughter has been inspired to join in and has made a brilliant start.




footpath flows along

hard to tear myself away

from this special place


This is my entry for our ‘One-a-Week’ Photo Challenge: GATE


Ronovan’s Weekly Haiku Challenge: FLOW and TEAR


Cee’s Which Way Challenge


The 10 minute walk down the valley from the treehouse that I was staying in, leads to the Pembrokeshire Coastal Path, which you can see making its way towards Solva, going right past that Iron Age Hill Fort. The gate is to keep the grazing ponies in, this side of the gate.


More tales from the Treehouse:

To get to the public footpath from the Treehouse one needs to wiggle down through Elizabeth’s garden. The footpath runs from the National Trust car park near the road, straight down to the sea.walk to the sea1

The treehouse can be seen from the path. More agile walkers have obviously chosen a quicker route by sliding down the bank.

Walk to sea 3

Soon one enters the ancient unmanaged little piece of woodland


with the music of the stream beside you turning the walk into a dance


until you get to the ‘bridge’, which is tempting to cross, to follow in the fairies’ footsteps.

Hear the sound of the stream in this post……

Creatures pop out to say hello


and there are artful lichen arrangements on nearly every branch.


After passing the serenity of the old Millpond


you pass through a gate


and catch your first sight of the sea


Each time I walked that path, I stopped here and just noticed the change of atmosphere from an enclosed cosy woodland walk to this …….. the promise of that feeling of opening up, of expansion, that the next few steps will bring …… the moment of transition, I find there is power in that moment.

And then …. ooof!


Breathe deep, what a view.

The GATE in the very first photo lies just to the left, around the curve of the hill.

People used to live in this valley, you can still see the ruins of an old mill, and then further back in time, our ancestors, maybe even my ancestors, lived on the hill fort – what a place to live.

I had the valley more or less to myself for a whole month! what a feeling! I woke each morning with a smile on my face, not quite able to believe I had given myself this wonderful treat.


Next week’s Photo Prompt is



I’m really looking forward to your ‘GATE’ photos, please leave a link in the comments.


Mini Pilgrimage


Newgale Beach is just 6 miles from the treehouse. When the tide is out you can walk for 2 – 3 miles from one end to the other – that flat clear space calms my chattering mind and restores a sense of balance.

(Click on any of the photos to see them larger.)


The first walk is always special, reconnecting with the place. I remember all those happy family times. Each little landmark holds a memory from a different year.

My senses are heightened and I see beauty in every pebble


every wave and ripple


every grain of sand




There is a rock  …. the one with the yellow arrow


with a huge rock-pool in it, in which my Grandad and I once found an eel. It inspired this poem: Journey Into Now

I make a mini-pilgrimage to it each time I visit Pembrokeshire. As I touch it and climb up to look into the pool I feel closest to my grandfather. He was a rock and a safe haven for me through a stormy childhood.

We are making new memories there  – a photo taken in August 2015 of Miss E and Master R exploring the rock pools in and around that rock.


The pool indicated by the Blue Arrow features in this post . My daughter discovered it, Miss E swam in it and we all threw in a pebble and made a wish – we call it our Wishing Pool.

I threw in a pebble this time and made a wish for my Mum.


Here is my favourite photo from that first walk, I have just ordered it to be printed on a large  30″ x 20″ canvas.


I feel like the figure represents me – it was a man with a child in a carrier on his back, walking with a dog. I don’t have a dog but when I walk I am never alone.


On the way back to the treehouse I called into Number 35, a great little cafe/restaurant in Solva, for a scrumptious lunch of smoked salmon salad with garlic bread.




Treehouse Retreat

On 15th December 2016 I set off, car bulging with craft materials, for 31 days of blissful solitude in a treehouse near the Pembrokeshire sea.


Click here for the AirBnB link to the Treehouse, where you can see photos and my review.

I was returning to the ‘Land of My Fathers’ – Wales. My Mum was born in Pembrokeshire and she took us there for a week or two every August. When I was old enough, I used to go on my own, to stay with my beloved Grandfather and wonderfully homely step-Grandmother, whom I called Dabbity. They were both teachers and my brother and I used to go and stay with them as teenagers when we were studying for school exams. Although a five-and-a-half hour car journey away from where I live now, the Solva area feels like home. As soon as I cross the Severn Bridge, I get a huge buzz of excitement and sense of belonging.

Every other year I don’t ‘do’ Christmas and this was my year off – sometimes I batten down the hatches at home, but mostly I go off on an adventure, to a place where Christmas doesn’t exist – not always easy to find!

I set off early, so that I would arrive in daylight.

My first impressions of the treehouse were that is was much bigger than I had expected and very warm and cosy. It had radiators in every room and views of trees and fields from every window.

I got there in time to trek backwards and forwards from the car several times unpacking a huge amount of drawing material, sewing and crochet. As the light was fading I walked across the field from the decking and caught my first glimpse of the sea. (this photo was not taken on the first night, but here’s the view that greeted me)dsc_0001

Deep breath!


My journal entry:

I stood and drank in the sights and sounds. I can see for miles up there. I could hear the sea. There was a star twinkling in the darkening pink and blue sky – Venus possibly, and a raven circled slowly towards me and over my head calling a mellow, two note ‘hello’. The lights on a vessel far out to sea twinkled on the horizon.

I was filled with a supreme sense of connection, peace and joy.

I felt at home and welcomed by the land.

The month stretches ahead and I know it will whizz by, but for now I am luxuriating in a great sense of space and time. It is hard to find the words to describe how wonderfully uplifting and nurturing it feels. It feels like heaven!


Day One

Setting up a jigsaw – a sensual experience (Ha! Ha!).

I have brought with me a 2000 piece jigsaw (bought in a charity shop). Whilst sorting the pieces (one of my favourite bits) I was enjoying lifting up double handfuls of pieces and letting them fall through my fingers – the sound and sensation – delicious!

Then a walk as the drizzle was clearing along the path to the cliff, to be greeted once more by the friendly raven and nearer the sea I was met by an agitated chough.

Looping back I followed the lower path, through mossy, swampy woodland where fairies and elves are sure to hang out. Next comes the millpond which spills out into a narrow stream in full spate, wriggling its way to the sea.

Back for more jigsaw sorting at the kitchen table, pushed up against the west-facing window, looking out on the field, watching a magpie investigating mole hills and finding tasty morsels.

I am loving the silence.

It is fairly peaceful where I live, but there is very often the sound of neighbours, hammering or mowing. Here there is the wind, the sea and the birds.

My soul feels like it is quenching it’s thirst and enjoying great gulps of solitude in nature, drinking deep and filling its depleted reservoirs. I’m slightly fearful it will be too much of a wrench to return – but thankfully I don’t have to think about that for a long time yet.




Look at the view from my bedroom window …..

mother ash

…. cradled in the arms of an ash tree and looking down through her branches to the woodland stream below.

The decking is bordered by trees – it feels like one is sitting right in the hedge, like a wren.


The view from the door, perched in an old apple tree, looks back at the house….


….. every morning, from the sitting-room window, I watched the sun rise  over a farm across the valley



It is such a joy to be remembering those feelings of deep relaxation and to be sharing them with you ……….

To be continued



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