She's Some Life!
The Hogg Blog
April — the time of year when new life appears, the days stretch out, and the birds are singing fresh every morning… Not for the start of this April! Gales...
The Hogg Blog
April — the time of year when new life appears, the days stretch out, and the birds are singing fresh every morning… Not for the start of this April! Gales...
We've been caught out.
I said from the start I wanted this blog to be a true reflection of life on the croft, and that means telling it as it is, not just when...
We've been caught out.
I said from the start I wanted this blog to be a true reflection of life on the croft, and that means telling it as it is, not just when...
The Saw and the Sheep
Being a crofter means throwing yourself into every kind of job. From the outside, our life can look tranquil enough — open skies, fresh air, sheep on the hill, dogs...
The Saw and the Sheep
Being a crofter means throwing yourself into every kind of job. From the outside, our life can look tranquil enough — open skies, fresh air, sheep on the hill, dogs...
The privilege of feeling homesick
I’m a very privileged man. I have the honour of feeling like I belong, like I’m part of something. I get to feel homesick. It sounds strange to say...
The privilege of feeling homesick
I’m a very privileged man. I have the honour of feeling like I belong, like I’m part of something. I get to feel homesick. It sounds strange to say...
Coming out of winter - an update
This week, our weather has changed — well, for three days anyway! We’ve had a glorious yellow ball in the sky, and it’s amazing how we react if we stop...
Coming out of winter - an update
This week, our weather has changed — well, for three days anyway! We’ve had a glorious yellow ball in the sky, and it’s amazing how we react if we stop...
An Introduction...
There’s something quietly magical about being on a crofting journey.Maybe it’s the way the weather changes by the hour, the endless list of jobs that somehow keeps growing, or the...
An Introduction...
There’s something quietly magical about being on a crofting journey.Maybe it’s the way the weather changes by the hour, the endless list of jobs that somehow keeps growing, or the...