Blog, Mental Health, Outdoors

Fadeaway

Summer is sliding away through my fingertips. As much as I try and grasp onto warmth, the temperature continues to fall. As much as I squeeze daylight tight in my fists, the nights are dimming quicker than I can measure. I raise my head and try and trick myself that I’m looking forward to crisp leaves… Read More Fadeaway

Blog, Outdoors, Words

Last breaths of summer

It’s warm today, but not the searing heat of weeks past. Muted, warmth in the breeze, echoing the gentleness that hangs in the air. Plants still flower but without the vigour and brightness of high summer. Smaller flowers, duller tones. Leaves begin to droop, ever so slightly, as they cling to the parting waves, echoes… Read More Last breaths of summer

Blog, Outdoors

Taking Root

  Taking Root  I sit in my deckchair on pallets and railway sleepers, and drink in the heady slowness of high summer. The long grass is browning, baking in shimmering heat, the air still and thick. Branches of Silver Birch extend lazily overhead, shading the ground beneath, a welcome refuge from the sun, high at… Read More Taking Root

Blog, Simplicity

Cocoon

  Cocoon.  It’s around this time of year that I frequently find myself in a coffee shop, in an oversized hoodie that hangs down to my knees, strong, black coffee curling steam into the air. I often find a spot beneath heaters and breathe in bread and beans, conversation and laughter, food and flour. October… Read More Cocoon

Blog, Outdoors

Weekend mornings

I love to sit in the quiet of weekend mornings, before the world gets up and about. The sounds around are animal, natural, undisturbed by car engines, by chatter, by power tools and human shouts. The noises that drift down the valley comfort, draw me back to a time before I know, the low moo… Read More Weekend mornings

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Cleanse

The four wooden panes in the sash window are covered in the clear diamond beads of rainfall, rivulets running down, fed by the grey water falling heavily outside. That familiar comforting sound, fat droplets battering the house, steadily drumming, nature’s heartbeat. Fields of golden brown stretch down to the bay, the water gleaming slate, hammered… Read More Cleanse

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20 minutes

I arrived early, hot tyres crunching over gravel, pulling into a deserted car park. I killed the engine, the sudden silence loud in my ears, a warm breeze scented with bracken shyly floating in through the open window. I climb out of the sticky seat, the temperature already rising, this UK summer refusing to back… Read More 20 minutes

Blog, Outdoors, Simplicity

Summer evening

Summer evening It was one of those rare summer evenings in Britain. It’s half past ten at night, and the sky is clear. It’s still light, although the blue is fading, merging slowly into orange, pink and pastel hues hinting over the horizon. One or two stars appear but to all intents and purposes it’s… Read More Summer evening