seasons of change

On seasons of change.

Our nest has emptied, at least for now, as I was musing last time. Our fledglings have fledged, and flown from the nest, one more tentatively than the other. As seasons of change go, this is the biggest to affect us in 21 years. They will return, and there will be readjustments each time they do –…

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rolling waters printed on rock

Feeling a bit frobly-mobly?

How are you doing this week? Are you perchance feeling a little frobly-mobly? This is my latest discovery, and as we are dealing with taking delight in the smallest of things, this certainly has made my week. Frobly-mobly is the 18th century equivalent of ‘meh’. It means ‘indifferently well’, neither up nor down, not one…

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