Inkpen

  • Nature Notes

    Lamplight from the Oak’s Cavern. It was the glow emanating from within the Horse Field Oak that made me stop and reappraise it. A lamplight glow that kept catching my eye as I worked; the sort of glow you might expect on opening a treasure chest, hauled from the deep. This much-loved tree stands in […]

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  • Nature Notes

    Felling Sticks Walk. Bird nesting season and they’re chainsawing the wood. And not any old wood (is there such a thing?) but ours. Our wood. And they are not just chainsawing it. They are eating it up and spitting it out in random patterns with enormous forestry machinery that looks apocalyptic: giant grabs, shears and […]

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