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Nature Notes
Rime Frost, Hoar Frost, Thaw: How to Fall into Narnia. We have been held in the hug of a cold white fog for days now. Becalmed, anaesthetised at the white-blank windows. Like the uncertainty of sleet, fog is the weather of the moment. Shifty, unsure, blanketing, blurring, keeping us home. Out in it, we move […]
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Nature Notes
Rooks and White Violets. Each springtime, I slow past greening banks, searching for the first white violets. I mistake them for the smallest things: ‘The shell of a little snail bleached/ In the grass; chip of flint, and mite/ Of chalk; and the small birds’ dung/ In splashes of purest white’. These are the poet […]