I suppose I should say ‘Happy New Year’ – maybe I am just wishing we’d had one.

Too many things have happened between my last post here and now to write about. The most important thing is that my mum died a few weeks ago.

I have yet to resume either writing or gardening or anything else I was doing before Christmas 2025. I have not yet regrouped.

All I can say is that I can plant the vegetable garden. That the stories are where I left them, so I can write on when I want to. The grass is growing, so I guess we will be silaging soon.