Blog, Outdoors

Above

Humans are a rum old species. In the last few hundred years we seem to have entirely removed ourselves from the natural world in the name of progress – this progress, being, of course, entirely defined in human terms. Anything seen only through our eyes is debatable at best. How can we know true nature… Read More Above

Blog, Outdoors, Words

Call

Call. I awake excited, impatient, not knowing a reason. A thin breeze trickles in through the window, left ajar through the night. It carries with it the crork of crows, the titter of sparrows, the scent of a January unseasonably warm. I lie and inhale and then I know my feeling. Outdoors is calling me… Read More Call