Time is relative – 2020/01
The fortnight after Christmas is always cold. The sun is at its lowest rising behind the hills late, and disappearing by 1pm.
The fortnight after Christmas is always cold. The sun is at its lowest rising behind the hills late, and disappearing by 1pm.
One of the enjoyable aspects of moving somewhere new is to explore the area
Gizmo follows me around, exploring every blade of grass, twig and stalk. He’ll be a horticulturalist when he grows up, I’m sure!
November 2019 has been the wettest month since I came to live in my Dol house. It has also had more wet days than any month too.
Three ferries from three islands approach the harbour in Split together.
Nowhere in the world is immune from severe weather. Climate change is real and manifesting itself differently in different places.
Earth, we have a problem – it’s called climate change!
I ventured onto the limestone backbone of the island this week. Above the tree line and the fog, the Strawberry trees fruit were almost ready to pick.
There has been a lot of travelling this week, crossing Europe in a van. Numerous ferry trips, in vessels both large and small.