THE SMALL THINGS

A blog of Scotland, horses, dogs, love and trees.

Showing posts with label life goes on. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life goes on. Show all posts
Friday, 13 November 2015

Horses and flowers.

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Got the horses all rugged up yesterday for Storm Abigail, and then came down this morning to find this enchanting scene – sunshine and happy...
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Thursday, 29 October 2015

My mission, should I choose to accept it.

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Well, the Be Happy For Mum plan didn’t go all that badly, in the end. I thought that it might be the most shaming disaster. I thought that e...
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Tuesday, 27 October 2015

Love and trees.

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As the irrational anger stage flickers in and out like a faulty electrical current, there is also a flat stoicism. Get on, do life, don’t ma...
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Tuesday, 6 October 2015

The rain.

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Today, I went out in the rain. I stood in the rain, I walked in the rain, I talked in the rain, I rode in the rain. A friend cast her eyes u...
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Friday, 17 July 2015

Into every life, a little rain must fall.

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It is ten degrees, and the sky is the colour of lost hope. So much water is pouring out of it that I start to suspect that something has gon...
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Monday, 30 March 2015

Jumping for joy. And why it matters.

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It was a funny day. The sun shone, but the bitter winds, howling in the from east, kept Scotland in winter submission. The agent rang to sa...
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