bug hotel

Six on Saturday – Letters

Here we are again, happy as can be, all good friends and jolly good company. That’s right, it is Six on Saturday time again. For anyone who has spent the last year lost in The Empty Quarter, or perhaps has been undertaking a silent vigil in a monastery somewhere deep in the Himalayas, and haveContinue reading “Six on Saturday – Letters”

I spent my day at The Farm helping Young Master G construct a bug hotel at the edge of the meadow. The aim of this salubrious establishment is to provide a comfortable, safe place for everyone. Everyone, that is, as long as you are an invertebrate or perhaps an over-wintering amphibian. Reptiles (of modest size)Continue reading “Bug Hotel”