HELLO, little one!” Penny Dauntless greeted a robin-redbreast, who cocked his head as she pushed along her trolley of post on the daily round. “How often is there such a perfect mid-December morning?”

GOOD morning! Seems like we’re both up bright and early today!” Dianne Fernsby smiled at the red-breasted visitor who hopped about on the bird table close to her kitchen window as she filled the kettl

HER phone pinged with the e-mail while she was lying on the beach. The Greek sun blazed down from – well, being a writer, it was second nature for Amy to think about how she would describe the blue sk

A child’s Christmas list on an old piece of paper – did their wishes come true?

Meet Erik the Irish draught horse I rode on my 70th birthday recently! I didn’t want a conventional party so opted for eight of us to go pony-trekking, then for a delicious lunch at a local farm that

It was 1963 and things were changing – but had Judith been left behind?