An app a day……..

Nowadays there is a lot of concern about the amount of time people, especially children, spend with their noses glued to their smartphone or tablet, and a general bemoaning of the lack of fresh air and outdoor ‘wild time’ that people get, but the two needn’t be mutually exclusive. I realised that my phone, which…

Unsung Heroes

At this time of year, and quite rightly so, the queen of the countryside is the bluebell. There really is nothing quite like an English bluebell wood in full bloom – a wide carpet of bright, rich purple-blue blooms, especially when seen against fresh new green leaves and blue skies, is a sight to behold….

Stonebarrow

Somewhere that is always magical, always inspirational and always a good reminder to count our blessings, Stonebarrow is one of our favourite places as a family. On the hills between Charmouth’s fossil beaches and Golden Cap’s breathtaking views, Stonebarrow is perfect for walking, for anyone and everyone. Criss-crossed with footpaths and directly leading to the…

The First Tree in the Greenwood

Due to a lots of wreath-making and a lot of driving around with Christmas music on, I have had this song going round my head a lot lately, and I wondered why the holly (because that was the first tree in the greenwood, according to the song at least) is so special at Christmas. Obviously…

Axmouth Harbour

Every time I drive past the mud flats on the way into Seaton I think “I must come back here with my kayak one day”. Well, I still haven’t! I did stop for a look around Axmouth, though, as friends have been telling me to for years, and I’ve always just passed through. Axmouth is…

Downhouse Farm

Today I finally got around to doing something I’ve been meaning to do for years; we walked up the coastal path from Eype to Down House Farm for coffee and cake. Lots of people have told me I must do this, and now I know why! We parked in the beach car park at Eype,…

A Free Feast

Foraging has become very trendy recently, sort of swept along with the artisan food/provenance craze, but at its most basic,  anyone who has ever picked a blackberry can claim to be a forager. Personally I am a bit sceptical of some of the foraging courses on offer – hundreds of pounds for a few hedgerow…

Cuckoo’s What?!

Sadly, nowadays it’s getting rarer and rarer to hear a cuckoo in the spring, but the memory of this once-common herald of the spring lingers in the common names of some of the wildflowers  which bloom at this time of year. Growing up in mid-Devon, this was known as Lady’s Smock, but a more common…