Stonecrop Review and Reconnecting With Nature

Yesterday, I started reading Stonecrop Review: a journal of urban nature writing, art and photography. I'm only about halfway through the journal but it's prompted such reflection that I felt compelled to write about it. It is a wonderfully thought out publication: the writing is insightful, the illustrations immersive, and the overall aesthetic so clean [...]

Hello Jack Frost

Hello, Jack Frost How have you been? Back again To make the world gleam With glittering starlight Brought to ground I love it when Your time comes round. When what was breath To clouds does turn And icy fractals Plate autumn's burn. The world goes quiet, The earth stands still And arms wrap selves In [...]

Autumn Mornings

Last September we got a puppy. She turned our lives upside down (mostly for the better - who can resist a happy puppy face in the morning and when you get home from work?) but probably the biggest change she made is that I now actually HAVE to get up when my alarm goes off [...]

Solvitur Ambulando

"Solvitur ambulando" - it is solved by walking - or so the saying goes. A phrase and concept often attributed to Saint Augustine, it has arisen again and again in everything from the works of Henry David Thoreau, to Louis Carroll's "What The Tortoise Said To Achilles", to becoming the adopted slogan of The Wander Society (a [...]

Wild & Improbable Tales – Summer’s Languor

  A gentle breeze rustling through the grasses and the distant shushing of waves on the beach were the only things to disturb the perfect quiet. She meandered along the winding path down to the coast, trailing her fingers through the waving fronds that edged the sandy trail and closed her eyes, breathing deep the [...]

The Joy of A Moment

Yesterday, I walked in the spring sunshine with snow swirling round me on a wintry wind. I watched my spaniel companion try to catch snowflakes in her mouth and leap amongst the tussocks with sheer joy and abandon. I had taken my kindle with me because I was so engrossed in my current read (A [...]

Come Home To Rest

The Earth smoulders With the turning of the season And the clouds drift down To kiss the burning land. A veil of tears Lands softly on flaming leaves But even heaven’s weeping Cannot dull the Rioting palette Of autumn’s inferno. And when the most parts, Making way for the pale light Of winter’s promise, And [...]