cybercrofter

It's steamy today - great growing weather. A windless deluge of rain this morning after 10 dry days and now the woods are awash with sce...

Now the night comes in so early, making a cup of tea at 5 involves walking by torchlight across the croft from the studio to the caravan and...

Winter arrived suddenly with a week of gales, a clatter of hail and a half-serious fall of snow. We retreated from the caravan at the shore ...

SPONG is the name of a device I found in a charity shop. It's a mincer that screws onto the table in the caravan. It's ancient, simp...

The first geese flew over today, heading north for summer feeding and breeding. It feels as if it might really be spring. I love the song of...

I got back after a few days away yesterday to find a sheep on the croft. The give away signs were the stench and paths strewn with dung. She...

The wee boat's gunwhales are disintegrating, she has a hole in the thwart, and her benches are rotten. Ripples, as we call her, has just...