"Sleep that knits up the raveled sleave of care, The death of each day's life, sore labor's bath, Balm of hurt minds, great nature's...

Teaching a goat to say ‘finger’ and other investigations into our care during my month away.

A newsy update as summer starts its transition into autumn.

The Bubble as a container for initiation, and as santuary - the rules are different here, and require more of us than we can see.

An open letter to the wider Bubble community. Inviting you to partake in our Promise Auction, in aid of fundraising for our steam engine.

Caring for the unknown amidst the abundance of summer

Life is constantly offering itself to us in moments of vividenss; moments that ask more of us as we engage with the world.

I joined the woods almost four months ago now. Packing up my bags somehow less practically than the classic ‘hanky-bundle on the end of a...

I remember when my mummy told me we where going to volunteer at Tinkers Bubble .We lived in a small house on the side of a road and...

Phil arrives at the Bubble. Hello Phil.

Welcome back to the Bubble Blog, with a new cohort of residents and reflections on the cultural changes that we live amongst.

Our old blog, written by Kat and Sophia between 2014 to 2017, is here: https://tinkersbubble.wordpress.com