Being out in the countryside with my dogs gives me time to think. I’ve learnt the pleasure of solitude without being lonely, and that’s a good feeling for me.

Welcome to "Man with two dogs" - the family website for dog owners and dog walkers.

This is my countryside diary which appears each Saturday in the Dundee Courier newspaper.

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Archive for August, 2008

Cheap cheep

Saturday, August 30th, 2008

ENCOURAGING WILDLIFE to the garden can be expensive. One way to do it is by planting the right flowers to attract bees and butterflies, and the right berry-bearing bushes and trees such as cotoneasters, rowans, cherries, hollies and hawthorns for the bigger songbirds like the blackbirds. A cheaper way is to leave wild areas in corners of the garden where seeding thistles and other weeds can flourish and support tits and finches. (more…)

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Jelly pieces

Saturday, August 23rd, 2008

COUNTRY MICE sometimes go to town, which is what the Doyenne and I did recently. We usually try to take a short break during the Edinburgh Festival to sup up a bit of culture. (more…)

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A fickle nature

Saturday, August 16th, 2008

THE PAST four or five months seem to have scooted by. Being very busy anyway has probably contributed to things, but it seems no time since the dogs and I were walking under bare trees waiting for that magic moment when the branches took on the whisper of green which heralded spring's early leaves. (more…)

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Post code happiness

Saturday, August 9th, 2008

A RURAL sub-postmaster's life isn't just postal orders and licking stamps. Three years ago David Greasley brought his family of wife Sharon and son Tom to take over the post office in Edzell. They left behind them a life in Leicestershire where both David and Sharon had been in business selling animal feeds to farmers and horse breeders. (more…)

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Murmuring of innumerable bees … Tennyson

Saturday, August 2nd, 2008

MONDAY P.M. – Walking with the dogs in the baking afternoon sun the dusty bank ahead of us seemed to be moving with ants scurrying all over it, and I thought we had stumbled on a nest. I kept the dogs to heel (the last thing I wanted was hordes of the insects running amuck in Macbeth's thick coat) but as we got closer it was clear they were airborne and quartering the area just above ground level. (more…)

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