I WAS RUSHING to the hills. How I missed them -- those gently rolling green hills! I willed my bicycle to run faster and faster, but it...

A FEW DAYS AGO I quietly turned fifty-something. I was planning to switch off the phone and spend the whole of that day cycling a bit...

YES, spring completely blew me away. To such an extent that I was running around the garden and even across the fields like a lunatic....

I WAS WALKING home the other day, down a quiet country road. There was no one else, just me, the sun and the wind. The sprouting crops...

I CAN’T BELIEVE I’m writing in clichés again! With such titles no Google or Bing search engines will ever find my blog, not to speak of...

I‘M UP EARLY. Peeking at the dark window now and again. Do I really have to go? I‘m somewhat doubtful. It is only five o‘lock in the...

What a cliché! The title is hardly an eyecatcher, but I cannot help it – such are our lives. I HAVE JUST submitted a translation of a...

Photo: The remarkable 'lightness of being' in Wales, Jan. 2018 THESE are the last days of the perishing Siberian cold that has...

It’s freezing cold. That’s why I have not written anything since my first post. It’s so cold you can’t think straight. Your whole body...