My June read What is yours is not yours by Helen Oyeyemi was an absolute delight! Complex, dreamy, magic realism: a collection of interlinked short stories, with characters that drifted in and out of the pages. It’s a book that’s as beautifully written as it is gorgeous to behold. For July, I’m returning to the classics. I’m joining
There is a place where the wild flowers grow: where the paths are lined with fox gloves and red campion, with stitchwort and cow parsley. A place where woodsmoke curls into the clear air and laughter echoes through the trees. Somewhere that feels at once both wild and cosy; welcoming and solitary; where even the
Nothing makes me happier than a day spent in the local woods with my loves. And if that day is a sunny day in springtime, when the fresh young beech leaves glow, and the scent of wild garlic wafts through the trees? Well, those days are the happiest of all.
When I received an email a few weeks ago from Canopy & Stars, inviting me to join them in their Year of Wild, I was more than a little excited. With three busy boys to entertain this summer, I love their idea of a bucket list of wild adventures, from wild swimming to wild art and not