After The Flood.

Christmas Day 2015 was the best. Ever. Then it was Boxing Day. 1 // The water creeping up the garden. You can see the River Foss just over the fence. It's never breached the back fence before. Not while we have lived here at least. 2 // Preparing for the worst - thinking it might … Continue reading After The Flood.


Finding ourselves in tune

I seem to have spent a lot of time this year well, navel gazing really. For some this may seem indulgent or egotistical, but, it's just where I am, mentally. I won't apologise for it. It is what it is. I have often felt out of place, out of sync, out of myself. Unsure about … Continue reading Finding ourselves in tune