Garden Walkabout

Despite being the middle of Summer, and despite there being a ‘heatwave’, we have had days of atrocious weather. Howling wind, thunderous rain; I have hardly been outside.Today I went walkabout, camera in hand. The catalyst was seeing a pearly pale fungus in the lawn. I decided to record what else was blossoming at the…

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Our Trees are Coming Down

A poem for today They’re cutting down our ash today:pitted against each living tree, high-rise man in the canopy. They’re cutting down our ash today:safety harness, chainsaw power, high-vis vest wrests living tower. for tits and wagtails a generous host,Sparrowhawks use for hunting post;for blackbird and song-thrush a larder dark,woodpecker and nuthatch scavenge the bark;…

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Unexpected visitor

Last Wednesday I was aware that, perhaps, we had had a visitor. Tell-tale signs in the garden suggested a rabbit, a fox perhaps; surely not a sheep. On Thursday I went into the garden and was working away clearing weeds. A movement made me look up, and there was a young sheep calmly munching its…

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Look out for friends …

and allow friends to look out for you. Sometimes we feel so vulnerable, or so out-of-kilter with what is happening that we shut others out. This is understandable, and part of being human. But at times like these, when nothing is predictable and nothing is what we have previously experienced, we may need to reach…

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