Raindrops hammer against my study window as I write; a black sky sits ominously overhead; gloom fills the air. Early this morning Millie and I walked over the hills, heads down, she chasing rabbits, me checking damp sheep huddled in the hedgerow. Water trickled off my coat down my trousers and into my wellies; squelch,…

Oh how wonderful, a spring morning at last. Sun warmed my back for the first time today, as I climbed the hill as usual with the dogs to check the ewes and lambs and feed our shy visitors. Slowly the valley is awakening. As the first day of Spring arrived the rain did stop for…

The tranquil River Dart is transformed into a raging brown torrent. White horses dance over glistening mud flats and rocky outcrops as brackish water hurtles towards the sea. The shore line, brown and bedraggled, is stripped bare by the racing tide. Rain fills the valley in a huge sideways curtain misting its way along the…

Millie joined us on Sunday November 1st., a day so unseasonably warm and sunny, we stopped with Mr Porter for lunch in a pub garden en route to Camborne to collect our new eight week old black Labrador puppy. It’s fifteen years since we last had a puppy; Wellie was born in the spring of…

At the end of a gloriously sunny October it’s time for Dartmouth Food Festival once more but this year, as the crowds flock to the town, there is a completely new festival experience in store; Japan arrives! In the past I have joined in the Festival fun in lots of small ways; volunteering at the…

September on Bryher from Paul Vincent on Vimeo.