Sun Dried Sparrows

  “… The nearest thing to having wings and flying yourself,” said Joy.  “Gorgeous!” was the word Mary used.  I never thought I’d be writin...

I feel I can’t let this weekend slip by without a little acknowledgement of something very special which should have taken place but which h...

 A fantastic stash of vintage magazines came into our possession recently.* Well, I say fantastic... They're fantastic if, like me, you ...

 Oh, I do love an interesting face! What is it about some faces that just draw you in? Especially when they’re not conventionally beautifu...

Most of the time my mum used the large Pyrex dish for baking Apple Crumble but as Spring turned to Summer and long yellow days stretched out...

Brilliant!  Today Sun Dried Sparrows welcomes its first guest contribution and what a fine one it is.  I'm delighted to be able to publ...

I'm so sorry!  I have (once again) misplaced my blogging groove.  I just don't seem to be able to get in the right mood.  I've a...

Yesterday evening, on my lone walk through fields and thickets, having climbed over stiles, snaked through kissing gates and played hide-and...