by Carol Dixon photo by me of my back garden ‘Barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day’ Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring…
by Carol Dixon, Now that summer appears to be waning in NE England and damp and drizzle herald approaching autumn I decided to look through some of my photos of flowers…
post and photos by Carol Dixon, (The Abbey Gardens, Tresco) When my husband Donald & I were on holiday in the Scilly Isles in July this year for our belated…
by Carol Dixon, As a child I often played in the Pastures by the river Aln opposite Alnwick Castle and I was always fascinated how after the bareness of winter everything…
by Carol Dixon, There is not in the world a way of life more sweet nor more delightful than continual converse with God. (Brother Lawrence) I always enjoy the long…
by Carol Dixon When my youngest granddaughter first started school she loved to play cards with me to help with her numbers and her favourite game was ‘Clocks’ as she called…
by Carol Dixon, photos by Carol Dixon unless specified, People these days often refer to trees as the lungs of the planet but I wonder if they realise how they can…
by Carol Dixon One of my favourite versions of the Prayer of St Ignatius Loyola is a musical version by my friend, Revd. Sheila Hamil, and includes some beautiful pictures of…
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