Saturday, 28 March 2015


It was a good start to a week's holiday in Devon to be greeted by the words "Spring must have arrived - the first foal has been seen on the moors yesterday."

 Dartmoor is a land of contrasts it can be so beautiful and also very bleak even on the same day  - this is due to what sort of weather it is receiving. It's is also one of the rare places these days where you can walk without sight of any road or habitation for mile on mile.

 The textures and the colour of the moor vary too with hard grey granite tors and leats. (man-made water channels.)

The air is very pure and there is an abundance of lichens and mosses growing everywhere.

 The trees stand alone either having survived the battering of the winds, or grow in plantations ,or are over-hanging the streams covered in lichen and moss.

It is a land that can steal part of your heart  and this has happened to all of our family. It was not always the case with me - the first time I met it was on honeymoon. We drove across the moor to Princetown on a wet, grey day. The bleak Napoleonic prison there reflected the grey landscape.

Dartmoor Prison

Luckily this was not to be my lasting impression. We discovered a fantastic holiday cottage nineteen years ago, close to the moors and have in the 15 subsequent visits explored more and more of Dartmoor and discovered why this is such a special place to be.

It was Tavi 's first visit, we watched to see his reaction. It was good to see that he loves it too!

We were lucky with the weather and Dartmoor wasn't lost in fog until this morning when we were returning home.

Thank you very much for all the comments that were left on my last post so many of you are waiting for spring too - for those lighter evenings and plants and seeds emerging. Some of the things you were waiting for made me smile too including a grandchild, and the ironing fairy- I think some of us maybe be waiting longer than others!
 Sarah x

Monday, 23 March 2015


As I was taking the first few images the word waiting came immediately to mind and then I kept finding other images to fit this word too...

Waiting for the boats to be put back in the water for the season......

Waiting for another lorry load of gravel to increase the sea defences......

 Waiting for someone to make this a home again.....

 Waiting  for more signs of spring.......

Waiting for one of the family to return home.

Is there anything you are waiting for too?

Sarah x

Sunday, 15 March 2015

Vintage finds

The choice of vintage items  for sale in Bridport has expanded! We already had the Saturday market and Vintage art quarter. (Links are to previous posts I have written.) In October a new venture called Molly's Den opened. I know many of you share a love of vintage items, so how about a peek inside?

Vintage cups and crochet

Glass items, vases and bowls are always the things that attract me!

A beautiful display and so much work has been undertaken at Thread End Street

 Do you remember wooden jigsaw puzzle blocks like this?

I noticed this dresser recently before we bought one.- this one wasn't for sale but it still always has a wonderful display on items placed on it.

There are Molly's Den venues at Bournemouth and Winchester, has anyone visited them here too?

Tulips from the children
It's Mothers Day in the UK today, unfortunately my children couldn't spend the day with me, our son came home a few weeks ago, and our daughter was working. They did gave me a huge bunch of tulips, which they know is my favourite spring flower. Yesterday my daughter and I took the train to Exeter and had a lovely day together looking around the shops,

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 We finished off by stopping for coffee and cake at Patisserie Valerie, Their cakes are just like I used to have as a child.  My Mother used to treat us to these Käsekuchen in lovely German coffee shops, where we used to sit and enjoy the elegant surroundings and devour the delicious cakes. It was good to remember those special times together and create new ones with my daughter too.

I hope you had a good weekend too, thank you for dropping by.
 Sarah x

Sunday, 8 March 2015

Sea mist

There is something magical and eerie about gazing through the mist to distant horizons....

The hills vanishing in the mist.

When I lived in the Bride Valley in Dorset the sea could only be seen on the distant horizon (as seen in the picture below, just right of the trees on the left of the picture). My Mum who had spent all her childhood beside the sea, on the island of Jersey, Newquay and Hove, always told us the mist was "coming in with the tide".  I remember my geography teacher saying that sea mist was caused when the sea hits the colder temperature of the land. Even so every time we see mist we think of my Mum's saying! Do you have any family sayings like this that have passed the test of time?

Walking along the beach at Burton Bradstock just a few miles up the road, the sea mist was quite patchy.

Tavi was the first to find this seaweed and give it a few shakes! As I picked it up I looked at it closely and it's bracts reminded me of trees!

Our return took us along the cliff tops - the sea looks a long way down from here!

Thank you for visiting me here. I always appreciate your thoughts and comments.
Sarah x
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