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a christmas special, bombing and babies

I have had to hunt for this image from a photograph I took in 2012 in a gallery in Siena. Years ago I copied/uploaded it from my computer onto Photobox and used prints from their site make christmas cards. Sometimes … Continue reading

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After the first frost in November

It’s as if the subjects of the garden have been subjected to a citizenship test, a freeze and thaw torture which has exposed the illegals. The plectranthus now are scarecrows, cobweb grey; their dead tissues flop, inert, unless stirred by … Continue reading

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Easy Pieces on Easy Mountain Walks in order of easiness, No1, Pangaeo

Pangaeo, 29th of May, 2019. It lies in south east Greece. The mountain is basically a long, quite narrow ridge from east to west, with several undistinguished summits and views south over the Aegean. Its name means all the Aegean, … Continue reading

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Thoughts on coming eye to eye with a pigeon on its nest

Feral, that’s what they are. That means they’re ours, and yet not ours. Their ancestors, the rock doves, are still around, mostly on sea cliffs but also inland. Unlike true wild species of birds their colours cover a dazzling range, … Continue reading

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In the cellar with Phil

may 29 6am got up at half five for the dawn chorus. there wasn’t one. What made me think of Phil? Three or four years ago Matt moved into the ground floor flat next door. He was cheery and neighbourly … Continue reading

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Water again, fresh excavations.

The villagers of Little Downham in Cambridgeshire made a cart shed out of green oak and recycled 19th century bricks next to their thriving community orchard and woodland. In the shed are various information boards; one tells us that half … Continue reading

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Water – meanders

(After the New River – ) After the New River I began to think about water mills. And I received a recovered memory. In Bosnia in about 1969, (not that we knew at the time that it was Bosnia, we … Continue reading

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A litany of praise, and searching for plants

A slide show litany might be a way to overcome or avoid altogether the difficulties I’m having writing this piece, which is to follow on from my embarrassment at getting lost and being stuck in a little red car when … Continue reading

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the back of Olympos

Last word on the little dragon from Edward Lear in Crete in 1864: ‘brutal-filthy yet picturesque’. My friends Jay and Tina also saw it in Crete, more recently. And Jay had a very different experience near Olympus: “In 1966 a … Continue reading

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round and round in my head

A nice surprise yesterday, a comment on Peniarth-uchaf and Peniarth Uchaf 2, nearly seven years after I wrote them. I liked that place and the pieces I wrote about it. Here’s the Kardashian building again, which has been nick-named the … Continue reading

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