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AUGUST - "This infant dog, folded in honeyed fur..."

SUCCESSOR by MARGARET RHODES This infant dog, folded in honeyed fur, Folded in sleep, paws bunched across her nose, Artlessly sprawls before the winter fire And nuzzles close to us who are her world. Twitching in dreams she lives again the chase, Her tawny body hurled Hilariously across the wind-wracked shore; In dreams scuds after gulls through spume and foam Of teasing tides; perhaps again she hears The thin lost cries of sandpipers in her ears. In sleep she stretches, yawns, begins to stir, The stares with topaz eyes as if she saw The dog who lay last winter in her place. She stares and inches close And offers us a guileless trusting paw, Claiming us for her own - this dog we chose To turn a house once more into a home.   A slightly different blog for August! I apologise for the lateness. At the beginning of the month, we visited the John o' Groats working mill. While the others did the tour, I sat outside in the sunshine and listened and took photographs on my phone. I had a lo...
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In January 2017 I started a blog. There were 12 blogs altogether - one for each month of that year. When I had finished, my daughter and I edited the blogs and I wrote two more chapters so that my first book was formed. It is entitled "Child Of The Isle" - like the blogs - and covers aspects of my childhood in the Isle of Axholme - then a quiet corner of rural Lincolnshire - through the fifties and sixties.

I miss the blog thing. And I have enjoyed putting the book together. It follows that I should have another go. I am now attempting to answer all those people who have, over the years since we first moved to Orkney in 1986, asked the question, "What's it like up there?"  We lived in Orkney for 10 years, moved back to the Isle of Axholme for a while, then to Barrow upon Humber, and now we live in Caithness.  We meant to return to Orkney but we stopped off in Wick. We've been here since 2009 but I have never forgotten my roots and I am still searching for more information about my ancestors from Axholme and from other parts of Britain - some may be from further away but that is a work in progress. I intend to weave memories into "What's It Like Up There?" So, each month, for 12 months, I will take a topic and write about it from my Caithness viewpoint, referring back to other times in my life.

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