Over the past few days – the pathway that I walk each day has become overgrown – the grasses reaching to my knees – and after a night of rain it became almost impossible for me to walk along. Although I had on my colourful wellington boots to keep my feet dry – the grasses…

It seems as I walk each day that there is always something that ‘brightens my day’. I may come across a fox – slinking away among the grasses –  or startle some deer – causing them to bound away over the nearby fields – hares flatten themselves to the ground – keeping those long ears…

So many times over the past weeks – as I have enjoyed my early morning walks – I have been almost stopped in my tracks by the silence. I feel it all around me – enveloping me – falling around me like a mantle – causing me to want to hold my breath – to…

How I appreciate having the time and opportunity to walk alone in the quiet of the mornings. The inspiration for my blogs comes to me during those times – as do challenges and encouragement to my soul. While walking along the other day I became aware of how many things I simply do not understand…

I find it so interesting to hear all the things that people are finding to do during this period of ‘lock down’. So many arts and crafts are being resurrected by those who in normal times have not been able to find the time to indulge in doing them. There are the artists – painting…

For some reason this morning was one of the very rare occasions when I really had to push myself to go out for my early morning walk – generally I am so eager – looking forward to both the exercise and the solace walking in the quiet usually brings to my soul. As I walked…

My heart was heavy as I sat in the early morning quiet – grief was my companion – sorrow surrounded me. Normally I am eager to get out for my walk around the open fields – where bird song is all there is to hear – causing my soul to sing along too – but…

The combination of having to stay home along with the beautiful weather we are having has given me the opportunity to walk around the fields almost every morning. I’m an early riser – so for me my favourite time of the day is first thing in a morning – the peace and the quiet –…

One of my favourite parts of the Easter Sunday account is of when Mary Magdalene had gone to the tomb – saw that the stone had been removed – and when the disciples discovered that Jesus was no longer there she stayed at the tomb weeping – heart broken and sad – wanting to know…