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anyway – I was going to say – in usual fashion I lay on the sofa and quickly constructed a little essay about the tulip, T. orphanidea in Parnonas – then it immediately seems like a chore to actually write … Continue reading →

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I forgot the whistling duck

.., and other things besides – (see the last post) – did I tell you about the whistling duck before? The pronoun question has to be asked of ducks too of course; I don’t want to say ‘it’, and I … Continue reading →

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Arcadia 2, etc.

On the meadows by the river, I’ve seen this three times: a couple approaches a small group of heifers, quietly, slowly, a little cluster of three or four curious but wary animals, and then someone reaches out towards one, it … Continue reading →

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the Greylag and Arcadia

The landscape in lines, left to right as you walk under the railway bridge at the edge of the town: 1, railway line on a brambled embankment ; 2, damp pasture with reeds and sedge and a shallow lake in … Continue reading →

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A dream come true (and an easy walk)

The other day I remembered that I’d written down a dream in the night. I couldn’t remember the dream, but I remembered writing it down. So I opened the little notebook that sits waiting by the bed and read: the … Continue reading →

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Easy Walks No 6, at home and abroad

Easy walks are becoming more elusive; well, let’s face it, they were never always easy. A friend of mine was out on an easy walk with a friend in flat suffolk last winter, both were around the age of 80, … Continue reading →

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Cherry Hill, contested land

To anonymous on the love ely facebook page: Cherry Hill is not quite farmland, not quite park, not quite ‘wild space.’ One half of it, separated by simple post and rail fencing which is easy to climb over, looks like … Continue reading →

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Ely Diary

ONE August 16. A notice advertises a visit to a ‘secret garden’, the garden of the old Bishop’s Palace, it doesn’t say what the tickets cost, but since it’s organised by the Cromwell’s House business it won’t be cheap. Just … Continue reading →

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Easy Walks No 3, down to the river

East along Ely high street, past one of England’s finest concentrations of charity shops, and, appropriately, the medieval almonry where charity was distributed to the poor and needy, stopping off at Londis. I fancied drinking a can by the river. … Continue reading →

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