Ruth Saberton

Driving home to Cornwall after visiting my mum last week, I finally made the detour to Avebury. I’ve seen the signs so many times, always...

I’m staying with my mum in Buckinghamshire for a few days. Away from my own house, I often find it hard to sleep, rising when the first...

There’s something about the turning of the seasons that always makes me reflective and a little melancholy. The golden old master style...

Some days stay with you forever. Days steeped in sunshine and blessed with salty breezes. Days that, even as they unfold, you somehow...

This week marks the 80th anniversary of  VE Day , a time to pause and remember the moment peace returned to Europe after years of...

I'm working on my new novel and one of the key settings in 1908, 1914 and the present is the old Victorian swimming pool. This is...

Let’s be honest, it’s a scary, unsettling time in the world. Like most folk I struggle at times with worries for the future, feeling...

Whispers of Time: The churchyard at St Wyllow, Lanteglos-by-Fowey This is a liminal place. A shiver in time. A quiet pause in a whirling...

A River’s Promise: Finding Peace in the Unchanging Flow This morning, as I stepped out before dawn, the world still held its breath. The...

Happy World Book Day! As an author, I often reflect on the pivotal role books and reading have played in shaping my career. The writing...