Come with me into the woods

‘Come with me into the woods where spring/ is/ advancing, as it does, no matter what.’ – Mary Oliver Come with me into the woods. It’s quiet there, except for the chattering song of birds, and the swishing of emerging leaves. You can hear your own calm footfalls on the path, mixing with jumbled half

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{AD} an adventure in the Forest of Dean

Imagine an otherworldly woodland, filled with strange rock formations, secret caves, and ancient trees. Imagine a handmade picnic, with local and seasonal delicacies, wrapped in wax paper and carefully packed in a wicker basket. Imagine a medieval castle standing proud over a river valley, its walls steeped in history and drama. We found all these

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for the love of magnolia

Our house has a magnolia tree in its garden. I didn’t know it at first- we moved here in November, the garden cold and sleeping. One March morning, bleary-eyed, pulling up the kitchen blind, I discovered a cascade of delicate pink petals fluttering against a blue sky. I gave an involuntary gasp, my heart lifted

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Why I write

I’ve been thinking about why I write. Almost a decade after I started blogging, I find myself wondering why I still show up in this space and commit my words to the screen, sending them out into the ether. I suppose I’m guided by E.M. Forster’s ‘only connect’, and the hope that my words will

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