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He digs and he delves - you can see for yourselves

It’s been a while since I wrote anything more than a few lines to accompany a picture but – now there’s a thing … have I been away, or have I been home?  1,399 more words


On Songbird's Wings

The fog comes

on little cat feet.


It sits looking

over harbour and city

on silent haunches

and then moves on.

–          Carl Sandberg


Those lines by Carl Sandberg captured my imagination from the first moment I read them. 2,222 more words

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Six Overcoats

Although this beech tree copse is just a couple of miles from where I live it was six overcoats colder this afternoon. The icy blast from the North whipped the trees into a crazy orchestra. 18 more words


An invitation

As I have mentioned, I retire from full-time employment at the end of this month. I would like to mark the occasion in some way, but have not been sufficiently organised to plan anything for the exact date. 304 more words


Bluebells, 1

I believe the Japanese have a custom of viewing the cherry blossom when it is at the peak of perfection. There are two roughly equivalent English customs (at least among those who like walking in the country): looking at autumn leaves, and looking at bluebells in the spring. 566 more words


Close encounter with Mr Cameron

The Ridgeway Path, one of the oldest long-distance walking paths in Britain, was established in 1972, but the route loosely coincides with an ancient highway which was in use before the Romans came, in the Bronze Age and maybe even earlier. 736 more words