Invisible

If I make myself very small, crouch down low, hold my knees tightly, crush my chest flat and lean,  soft at first, then pressing into the loam, and tree roots and badger scent, I can… invisible myself. Disappear entirely into the earth. Deer pass by me, grazing so close I hear their teeth contentedly grinding….

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…

Time

Time All time is an illusion.Elastic and springy. It It is here and now in endless momentsbouncing back at unexpected points,to punctuate our lives with memory.Slipping and sliding in dark folds and creasesas it moves all around us. In deep time the earth shifts,imperceptibly, in tiny increments of space.Tectonic plates rubbing andbruising the faces of…

Old Man Lime

For years I’ve been visiting the ancient trees up on Wenlock Edge. There are many beautiful trees up there but some particular specimens are even more unusual and special than most. Hidden off a path on the secret, lower slopes of the Edge are two such trees, both venerable pollarded limes. The first one just…