Wandering into Antiquity

We live on the very edge of old woodlands. Very old woodlands, in fact, once attached to a royal manor belonging to King John. The lodge is long gone, but the coppice woodland is an established and much loved part of local life. Inspired by my weekend of working with the map shown above (and…

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Shadow Play

The slant of the¬†winter sun creates trees out of light, air, and brick… magic!

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A Rose in Winter

Although the days are short and the weather bleak, our winter has been fairly gentle thus far, as evidenced by this small brave rose, a touch of colour and hope amongst the dead leaves. Tradition¬†has it that a rose in winter is a sign of the presence of divinity, and symbolizes finding a right way….

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