#loxley

This was the very place where Henry Wilde was baptised in October 1872, a month after his birth. His parents are from Loxley and buried in the chapel’s churchyard after their deaths (his father in 1872 and his mother in 1894). Sadly, the place has been abandoned and most of its interior has removed when I was there.

Here’s his parents’ headstone. You can see his eldest sister, Florence, is also buried here. The grave is at a convenient location at the site and around them are Wilde’s maternal relatives.

Tried out a bunch of saddles yesterday and found one that fits pretty well to do a week long trial with!

My only focus was on fitting the pony and then fitting me. But once we had settled on one the saddle fitter told me that that brand offers a lot of customization options including purple piping and threading 💜😍💜

Loxley and Jeremy were sharing a bed at The Lockheart abode as they were celebrating The Girls’ birthday weekend was filled with fun, laughter, food, catching up, and staying up late even if they were only 2. The Girls were plenty happy to have so many people around even if they didn’t necessarily know all of their parents friends but they were extra happy to be with their Boys. It had been a while since the brothers had stayed at the Lockheart home but it was nice having everyone under one roof. After they all sang their hearts out to karaoke, and imbibed quite a bit, they had finally decided to go to bed for the night. Jeremy was out like a rock before his head even hit the pillow.

                At 4:13 in the morning, Jeremy bolted up straight with a scream. He was drenched in sweat and started desperately grabbing at the sheets. Loxley woke up with the scream and tried to calm Jeremy down as he was clearly still dreaming. “Shh shh shh you’ll wake the babies it’s just a nightmare. You’re okay. We’re at your parents, you’re in a bed, I’m here, it’s okay.” Loxley wrapped his arms around Jeremy to calm him and stop the thrashing. When Jeremy came to he let out a whimper.

                “I was drowning again… It always looks so real…” tears rolled down his cheeks as he moved to hug Loxley back. He didn’t have the nightmares that frequently anymore but it almost made it more jarring when they reared their ugly heads again. Miri popped her head into the room after having woken up by Jeremy’s scream. Loxley nodded to assure her he had it handled and she quietly left.

                “C’mon let’s get back to sleep we have a big day tomorrow.” Loxley tried to get Jeremy to lie back down. Jeremy did but he was still wide awake and kept shuffling around uncomfortably. Just to get him to stop squirming Loxley cuddled up against him again to keep him in place. He started quietly humming “You Are My Sunshine” to try to calm him down enough to fall back asleep. By the time he got to the end of the song Jeremy’s mind relaxed enough that he was starting to drift off again.