Welcome to the June edition of the magazine. Somehow, we already find ourselves halfway through 2026. Time feels increasingly strange as we get older — the weeks can feel long, yet the months disappear in an instant. Perhaps that is why the quieter moments in life begin to matter more.

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As I write this, I’m hoping warmer weather is finally on its way. Knowing British summertime, there’s every chance the sunshine arrived sometime between writing these words and the magazine landing through your letterbox. Still, on the warmer days we’ve had so far, I’ve been making the most of them with my little dog, Bella.

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She’s still young, full of energy and curiosity, and walking her across the fields surrounding the village has become one of life’s simplest pleasures. Watching her bounce through the long grass like a rabbit, nose to the ground following scents left behind by wildlife, completely captivated by every bird overhead, has reminded me how easy it is to overlook the beauty around us when life becomes busy.

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There’s something deeply grounding about a spring evening in the countryside. The sun sitting low in the sky, light spilling through hedgerows, the distant rumble of tractors across the fields, the smell of fresh earth and cut grass drifting through the air. In moments like that, everything seems to slow down just enough to appreciate where we are.

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I’ve lived in cities and loved them for different reasons — the energy of Liverpool, the constant movement of Manchester — but there is something about Holmes Chapel that feels entirely different. It isn’t just a place to live; it feels like home in the truest sense of the word.

Perhaps that’s the real value of places like ours. In a world constantly asking us to rush forward, they remind us, every now and then, to pause.

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Katy x