Inspiration
Spring into Summer
I remember one of the things I found strangest of all living in New York was the absence of a proper spring. Well into April, ice cold winds could blow...
Spring into Summer
I remember one of the things I found strangest of all living in New York was the absence of a proper spring. Well into April, ice cold winds could blow...
Where have the weeks flown?
One minute, it was winter. The next minute, it was high summer. And I’m writing this evening, at the Parsonage, next to a fire, with cold grey clouds scudding across...
Where have the weeks flown?
One minute, it was winter. The next minute, it was high summer. And I’m writing this evening, at the Parsonage, next to a fire, with cold grey clouds scudding across...
La Specola in Firenze
I’ve fulfilled my lifelong dream to visit the world’s first Natural History Museum ‘La Specola’ in Florence. I’ve had a copy of the book Encyclopaedia Anatomica since I can remember...
La Specola in Firenze
I’ve fulfilled my lifelong dream to visit the world’s first Natural History Museum ‘La Specola’ in Florence. I’ve had a copy of the book Encyclopaedia Anatomica since I can remember...
Thanksgiving
No – not the time of year – but our amazing response, in the village, to the appeal that I made at the end of the blog last week. Everyone...
Thanksgiving
No – not the time of year – but our amazing response, in the village, to the appeal that I made at the end of the blog last week. Everyone...