I have had to choose between having internet or having shade. I have opted for shade. Glad I brought a book...

"Yeah, so what if I like rolling in the sticky willies?"

Scotland is calling me. I cannot wait to return to the beautiful Scottish Highlands.

Walking in our farm's rainforest with the melting heat of these days, I am filled with such inexpressible anger at what is being done to our once stable climate. The richest 1% are actively, knowingly, and uncaringly sabotaging the future for all of us, and for the rest of the planet's life.

My sister called. Turns out my brother in law got up before sunrise to come and check on the sheep before work. He topped up their water and fixed the fence. I adore him.

Too early to belt this out in the middle of a field?

In my haste to get here this morning I forgot to bring breakfast. Guess it's banana and oatcakes for me too.

Thank you for all your kind words and messages about the sheep. They helped. I'm on my way there now (my sister wouldn't let me sleep in my car overnight) and I'm not sure what the day will bring. I will do my best, as always X

A long and distressing story, but after a very difficult afternoon, Dolly has died. I want to remember her like this. I feel like I've been put through a mangle. I now only have 2 of the original 4 and, with help from friends in the know, I won't give up until they're mine. Dolly deserved better.

If you hear a small child giggling nearby today, it's me blowing raspberries on their chubby wee feet, so you can feel pure, bubbly joy. Have a thoroughly amazing Thursday.

People stop to admire your bush.

Observations. Day 18 No reposts, thanks.

The strongest waft of my mum's perfume up the hill. I just stood, inhaling air like a mad woman, and it felt sad when it was over.

Thank you, ngl person, I appreciate you. To answer your question, I'm not sure what would brighten my day, but knowing someone cares, sure does help. Coffee, music, sky, and animals always make me smile too. Thank you for taking the time to message me 😊

I haven't had coffee on the house for a while. Must be losing my touch.

I'll be doing the soaring harmonies in my best Southern drawl this morning as I drive to my happy place. I hope I do that unmistakable Texas lilt justice, and I hope you're sleeping peacefully on a pillow of blue bonnets in a blanket made of stahrs.

Someone, kind and lovely, once sent me an NGL message. I don't know who you are, but please know I think about that message every day and it really helped me. The power of words and kindness combined.

Hör auf, gegen schöne Bäume zu schlagen, du kleines Arschloch.

Victorian water fountain on The Royal Mile, Edinburgh.

I've had a headache since last night. Not sure what today will bring. Some more writing, I hope.

A fire can look like there are only ashes left, but inside, somewhere, there is always still an ember.

Let your music play.

Over the last year or so I've met some nice people on my walks. Sheena and Dave (and their dogs, Rosie and Scooby) are my favourites. Dave is 73 and Sheena is 68. They met two years ago on a dating site. Anyway, they're getting married in the Fairy Garden on Friday, and they've asked me to go.

The baby next door has learned how to say 'bye' so now, everytime I say 'hello', she says 'byeee' and I'm trying not to take it too personally.

Five year old twins, Jack and Leila, love to bring B-boy gifts, and he just sits back and lets them worship him like a furry little deity.

If you find a coin on the ground today, please pick it up and put it in your pocket. I dropped it earlier to send a little sparkle and good fortune your way. Happy Wednesday from me to you 😊

Loads of weird follows today, clearly bots, and I don't know where they've all come from, but it's really annoying. I'm all huffy about it.

An oldie, but I was thinking about this today. No reposts, or you'll feel the sting in my tail.

You all should have got to meet my mum at least once. You'd have loved her, my mum.

The groundsman is using a petrol leaf blower to herd the leaves into one place. But he's losing a battle with the breeze. It seems so pointless to me to pay someone to hoover up nature when everything looks just fine the way it's supposed to.

Sucked on a lemon ball. Thought of you.

Writing in the shade, and watching the breeze ruffle your bush.

I have a 'top 5 songs' I'd like played at my funeral. This is one of them, because I like the lyrics. But today, I'm alive and I'll be singing this on the way to see all the living things I'm bound to. I hope you're resting with the smallest of dreams.

Would you like to drive the road to #Glencoe?

They're all just one long love letter, these silly little words of mine.

Today I'll be writing.

How many raw chicken drumsticks can a single fox cub get in his mouth at one time? The answer is 8, according to my sister's garden video footage from last night.

Felt a quaver in my crotchet mid-performance and got a semibreve. Thought of you.

If your favourite song comes on shuffle today it's because I sneaked a peek at your playlist and pressed play to say, with a smile, “This one’s for you.” Hope Tuesday is rocking your socks off.

Clouds be Monday and Tuesday, Wednesday through Thursday with Harry, Mark, and John today.

I'm very attached to your bush.

This is what I'll be beltin' out on the way to my peaceful place. Eight minutes is the time it takes to drive to the sheep, so I'll let it all out on the way. Please know I'm talking to you (come on).

I bought some books. Today I will be reading.

Toad was asleep, and he was having a dream. He was on stage, and he was wearing a costume. Toad looked out into the dark. Frog was sitting in the theater.

I don't even know what this flower is that has kindly graced my garden, but I'm going to let her do her thing, because she's very lovely.

Hideous dream. I've had this brain for a very long time, but it never fails to find new ways to fuck me over.