Carol Drinkwater

Congratulations x

Wow, fabulous full house. Bravo. x

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Here is a novel soon to be published by a friend of mine, Lizy Buchan, a fine writer. It should be getting loads of attention
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Where is this from, Jim? It is horrifying.

Have you left Twitter? I haven't seen your posts for ages ... Good luck at LBF

Spring Newsletter 2026 Hello to you all, dear friends, Spring has opened the gate here at the Olive Farm and is slowly making its way up the drive. While I am standing down by the pool giving the new season’s arrival a b…

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It rained overnight. When I got up this morning zillions of small birds were in the parking, pecking industriously at the tarmac. I watched them through the window until my shadow, a movement must have alerted them to my presence. Then they rose as one and magically disappeared into the pine trees.

well done!

My wonderful husband has wings fashioned from blossoming peach trees.

almonds and peaches

I've been digging and sweeping and had a quick dip in the icy cold pool. My back aches but I am sitting by the log fire feeling nicely worn out and looking forward to a glass of wine. The pleasures of a simple life. (For a few house, I am trying to keep away from the news.)

I thought of you when I saw the pic. Missing my big lad ...

No, various kinds of flying fellows, mostly black or dark and with wings.

Of course they are not. I am trying to focus on the small details of my own surroundings and daily life because the news tears me apart and I cannot personally stop these maniacs who are killing innocent people.

I am not Annie Dillard, but Carol Drinkwater.

A little more tree planting today. Cloudy, overcast with a hint of possible rain which would bed the saplings in nicely. Log fire now. I might snooze while looking forward to a glass of wine.

I'll bring the wine and a book of poetry. x

Out on the land. White-bottomed bumblebees everywhere. The almond petals are floating like snowflakes to the grass where wildflowers, predominantly yellow, are alive with teeny creatures feeding. The cherry & plum blossoms are beginning to reveal themselves.Spring is awakening. Have a quiet day. xx

Real life, more of this, please

How wonderful

The city is about much more than that

Sounds uplifting

Ooh, I would love that life!

Great piece of advice, Joanne x

I am going to walk to the almond trees and imbibe their beauty. Our man's world sucks.

Neil Sedaka once sat on the arm of my seat on a flight between Sydney and LA, & sang 'Oh, Carol' to me. There was no one else in first class save for Neil's wife who was sleeping. We chatted and when I told him my name, he burst into song. R.I.P a man of great energy & enthusiasm.

A mirror image: snapped by the window. Us sitting in the bar of my favourite hotel in Marseille The Bellevue. This is where I have been staying during all the research trips over two years for my next novel to be published 'The Girl From Marseille'. Watch this space!

We have escaped to the Olive Farm. Sun, and clouds of pale pink almond blossom. Spring is a-coming! Bees everywhere.

Have a wonderful Valentine's Day everyone. We are staying home (in our falling-apart abode) and will enjoy a roast chicken dinner with a bottle of fine red. Happiness with the man I love.

Yes, that's me