‘The Ancestor in Me’ – new album coming!

Since our first album was released on Beltane last year, I have been writing songs constantly and a whole new album called ‘The Ancestor in Me’ is now being recorded. If the songs on ‘Weaving the World’ were love songs to the land, then this second album is for the ancestors. It tells stories of…

Finding Beauty – A Year of Nature Outside Your Door.

Well they are here and I did say in my blog last week that I’d be jumping with joy and I am. The books have arrived back from the printers just in the nick of time for Christmas, but like my dog are for any and all times of the year! ‘Finding Beauty – A…

‘Finding Beauty’ the new book is almost ready. Here’s what’s been going on for me this year…

This was just going to be a blog about my soon to be released new book ‘Finding  Beauty – A Year of Nature Outside Your Door.’ I was going to be showing you pictures of the boxes of books, photos from inside it, telling you  where you could buy it, it was all going to…

Abundance

Coming into the Old Cemetery through the lychgate today, I’m greeted by a sea of purple. Everywhere I look flowers are out and open to insects greedily feasting on summers nectar. Close to the ground the grass is dotted with tiny selfheal (Prunella vulgaris) plants. Their violet blue petals branching out around the purple bracts…

Dress

She was told to be quiet,to keep out of trouble.Not to retaliate to the bullies.Not to question the teacher. Don’t stand out.Don’t challenge.Keep your head down.‘Quiet as a mouse.’ Other girls could do it,Why couldn’t she? ‘Come down from that tree’Her mother scolded. But the voice inside her head,Would not keep silent,She asked questions.She didn’t…

Soul Deep.

Today I braved the fuel prices and filled up the tank to go north to Derbyshire. I was meeting up with my mum and sister for a pre mother’s day/birthday catch up. My mums first real trip out for two years. The journey was dominated by blackthorn blossom, white frothy flowers adorning the road verges…

Deep in the Woods

There’s a world out there waiting. It’s always been there. Just out of reach but in plain sight. A hidden world of quiet rustling, fleeting images, the shimmer of a leaf brushed, the scrunch of delicate footfall in the undergrowth, the glance of a wings flight path and the caught hairs on a bramble. This…