In the lane, snow is glistening…
When men were all asleep the snow came flying… Robert Bridges To begin at the beginning… Early on a December morning, a bedroom in the Usk valley: 1st Voice: “Oh […]
Author Archives: MrsB_inthehills
Home is where the hearth is
There was a fire in the wide hearth before them, and it was burning with a sweet smell, as if it were built of apple-wood JRR Tolkien I’m sure you’ve […]
What a tangled web…
Remember, remember, the fifth of November Gunpowder, treason and plot… Who doesn’t enjoy a good conspiracy? They’re endlessly entertaining because no matter what evidence is produced, discussed, dissected and dismissed, […]
A year in the woodland
I couldn’t live where there were no trees – something vital in me would starve L M Montgomery *** Last October Mr B and I joined a local community woodland […]
Sloes and slopes
“We have so much time and so little to do…Strike that, reverse it!” Roald Dahl I’ve had a complaint from my youngest daughter. Apparently I should have written a post […]
If it rhymes with orange…
The heights charm us but the steps do not; with the mountain in our view we love to walk the plains Johann Wolfgang von Goethe There’s a very short word […]
Lost again
Little by little, one travels far JRR Tolkein If you want to know something the first thing you should do, of course, is ask the right question. When I worked […]
Ugly, lovely towns
“I thought of my river, the Afon Lwyd, that my father had fished in youth, with rod and line for the leaping salmon under the drooping alders. The alders, he […]
Wales: Britain’s Hidden Corner of Bilingualism
Originally posted on The Memrise Blog:
Tucked away in the corner of the UK, one of the world’s most monolingual countries, you’ll find a beacon of bilingualism for the rest…
A day in the sun…
Thousands have lived without love, not one without water W.H. Auden How often do you complain about the weather? If you live in the UK, then it’s probably on […]
at home in the hills 