walking – Jane Lomas

28th August 2025 There’s a change in the air. Hot days and humid nights have been brushed away by cool breezes and rain as fine as gossamer. My favourite time of the year is so near I can taste it on my sea-salted skin and feel it in my wind-whipped hair. Blackberries and horse chestnutsContinue reading

7th August, 2025 I’ve recently had the privilege of being one of the judges for a short story competition. It was a thoroughly enjoyable experience and the range of themes and styles of delivery were interesting. Some stories pulled me in at the first sentence, others were intriguing and I had to read on. IContinue reading

The good, the bad, and the mediocre My parents used to say that home is your sanctuary. As soon as you open the door and step into the outside world, it’s just a game of chance as to what you will find: it might be good, it might be bad, or even mediocre. But inContinue reading

In search of the lunar eclipse Luckily I’m an early riser and when I tuned into the Griffith Observatory’s Facebook page, the eclipse had just started. It was barely anything at all. The commentator said it would be seventy-five minutes until the eclipse was complete. So I went to make a cup of tea andContinue reading

When the earth is sliding…. just walk Weatherwise, it’s been a glorious weekend here in Suffolk. Warm temperatures and blue skies. Sticky mud drying out to hard ruts. Early morning fog has lain across fields like a heavy, damp blanket. But in the pockets of dispersal, I’ve glimpsed a fox slinking across the field, andContinue reading

On the road again….but just for foraging Travel restrictions are still in place and like most people, my itchy feet are itching like crazy – the end of lockdown is so close I can almost taste it. I’d hoped to do some traveling around the UK this summer but it’s looking unlikely as I thinkContinue reading

Jesamine, Molly, and me

Heybridge Basin, Essex Deep into edits today, I realised I’d become stuck. All had been going well and suddenly a piece of dialogue just wouldn’t work. The conversation wasn’t sounding right – the characters weren’t doing as I wanted them to do. So I grabbed Molly’s lead and my camera, and we jumped into JesamineContinue reading “Jesamine, Molly, and me”