‘In the midst of life we are in death’ 07/05/2026

‘In the midst of life we are in death’ 07/05/2026

I suppose I should say ‘Happy New Year’ – maybe I am just wishing we’d had one.

Too many things have happened between my last post here and now to write about. The most important thing is that my mum died a few weeks ago.

I have yet to resume either writing or gardening or anything else I was doing before Christmas 2025. I have not yet regrouped.

All I can say is that I can plant the vegetable garden. That the stories are where I left them, so I can write on when I want to. The grass is growing, so I guess we will be silaging soon.

4th Aug – 10 August 2025

Actually got coffee outside one morning this week

Got swimming this week, and I got to the gym for the ‘referral’ interview. The fiction writing and illustration stuff I was doing went well; and I put in some walks around the farm with the little guys. Kept up with my ‘live’ notes on Substack, and the septic tank got emptied and I also had ‘art material and supply use’ sessions, joining in ‘live’ with groups or independently.