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Catching no worms
I’m not an early bird, I said, as I bid a fond farewell to three women, strangers to me before last Friday. They were planning an early walk, today, before leaving the place we’re all staying. It wasn’t just the … Continue reading
Butterfly kisses
As afternoon mellowed to evening, a skittish east wind began to play. And with it, the unmistakable smell of smoke made its now-nightly debut. It seems some people get a kick from lighting fires on our tinder-dry moorlands and natural … Continue reading
The poet-tramp-novelist and the dragonfly
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No time to stand and stare. You know the quote, don’t you? Or do you? ‘What is this life if, full of care/ we have not time to stand and stare?’ [A classic…
The other side of beauty?
The grass could do with a trim. But there’s something stopping me taking out the push mower. I simply can’t do it. It’s not because I’m tired after a long weekend spent in the company of friends I haven’t seen … Continue reading
Student satisfaction – what does it take? And is it edible – sorry – ethical?
Student fees in England are high. And as someone who received a grant to study from a local authority – as almost all students did, back in the good ol’ days – I feel sorry for the youngsters who have … Continue reading
A couple of months in the ups and downs
An old English folk song inspired the title. And to cheer you into this largely pictorial post here it is, sung by Steeleye Span. Those ups and downs are NOT the kind I’m referring to – I’ve never asked a … Continue reading
“O Word of Fear”
It’s been a very long time. Not since the mid-1990s in fact. And that was at a small, rural sewage treatment works in Wiltshire. Rural sewage treatment works tend to be havens for wildlife – and also quiet, hard to … Continue reading
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