Sabrina-Belle ⋅ 78 ⋅
I live with my husband, John, younger son, Tony & 2 cats in a village in South Herefordshire UK. Our elder son, Chris, is in Hereford and our daughter, Cat, in Cardiff. I love writing short stories and poetry, am working on my autobiography. Also love music, play guitar and sing, enjoy gardening, family history and travel when I can. We bought our cottage for the view 36 years ago. It's in a terrace of five, part way up a hill overlooking the village, the Black Mountains & the Golden Valley.
Tout comprendre, c’est tout pardonner. - To understand all is to forgive all.
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The storms continue in The View from the Terrace
And so it goes on; the wind is raging, rain is falling; there is water coming under the kitchen door and the roof is leaking in the bedroom. But we are getting off lightly compared to others. Th...
Memories, floods and moving on in The View from the Terrace
I've just been watching a TV programme about Torville and Dean winning the gold medal for ice dancing at the Sarajevo Olympics. This Valentine's Day will be the 30th anniversary. I vividly rememb...
Weather! in The View from the Terrace
This weather is unbelievable. This morning I woke to sunshine, it was cold but settled and I was planning to plant my winter window boxes. I've been trying to get them done since November, the po...
The First Snowdrop in The View from the Terrace
There is a snowdrop outside my kitchen window. There's only one and it's still a bud, but the sight of it sitting there saying, Life goes on and Spring isn't too far away, warms my heart on this ...
My Little Box in The View from the Terrace
My first entry here. I heard 3 days ago that Pete Seeger had died. I am a fugitive from Open Diary and I went there to write about this, found O D was closing and here I am. I loved Pete Seeger...
