bluebells – Helen Glynn Jones

Strange Days

It’s been a rather bizarre month, hasn’t it? I know that’s a wild understatement, and that there are very many people out there struggling with awful things at this time, so I don’t in any way mean to make light of the situation in which we find ourselves. I’m an anxious person, and also someoneContinue reading “Strange Days”

Into The Blue

I went to the woods the other day. I love the woods – they have always been a place of magic to me. My grandmother used to take me to the woods near her village to gather snowdrops in Spring, hunt for fairies at Midsummer and take long autumn walks golden with leaves. We visitContinue reading “Into The Blue”