26 April 16
Mother and I have not written our blog for some months, due in part to our sadness at Father’s death. Wesley, who has been at Cothay for many years, dug Father’s grav...
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19 May 16
The days roll on and the wonders of the garden spring into life. The wisteria has never looked so amazing, both of us originating from China. Mother says I am too self-a...
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1 June 16
The arrival of summer is like falling in love. We gather up our happiness as the sun shines and the cycle of fertility brings the flowers into bloom. The garden wraps us...
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23 June 16
I am told that nostalgia is a very dangerous thing, that what you had, never was. The future will never be what you think it will. But I know that just around the corner...
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1 July 16
With the passing of Pentecost and July in sight, it is still raining. All week my fur has been damp and Mother says I smell like an old blanket. However, I am told that l...
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7 July 16
You look with your eyes and see with your soul. The lovely July garden is as beautiful as the June garden. Structure, texture, colour and balance make for what the eye se...
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3 August 16
Where you live casts its influence over you, something of the charm of the past lingers in the air. Other than the seasons, little changes here; if you close your eyes an...
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