Dreams of the child in me

I have recently (yesterday and today!) been reminded of my dream as a child to be an archaeologist. I was fascinated with the stories of the Egyptians in primary school, then visiting the British Museum and Natural History Museum (many times). This morphed into a fascination with Natural History, volunteering at Tullie House Museum inContinue reading “Dreams of the child in me”

That time of year

It seems to be that reflective time of year once more. I wanted to write a reflection a year since starting my PhD journey, but alas the beginning of October didn’t feel like the right time. Now feels like the right time. There are several strands to this braided journey that I have visualised inContinue reading “That time of year”

Dandelion dreams

Dandelions are beautiful and they are the first food for the bees. Their bright yellow flowers are a welcome burst of colour after the winter and early spring. The flowers are followed by heads of fairy-like floaty seeds, which create a sphere of softness and potential. My friend recently compared creating a PhD to aContinue reading “Dandelion dreams”

Blue for bluebells

Starting our walk with Nova, the collie-dog, we turned out of our gate and on to the lane to be met with faded, dying bluebells. Not the “oh the bluebells are finished”-type dying, rather the dried-out, dehydrated-type dying. We haven’t had proper Cumbrian rain for over 8 weeks now. Maybe the shallower soil and moreContinue reading “Blue for bluebells”