Notebook Entries – Late Winter 2020

Throughout the week I post on Facebook or Instagram, inspired by daily interactions with nature, the view from my window, or other things that catch my eye. Incase you have missed any of them, here is a curated selection of my regular notes. January 9thIt’s the darkness in the mornings that gets me. Half-minute by …

Wild Does The Wind Blow

Creative Ways to Use Storm Damage in The Wildlife Garden They say every cloud has a silver lining. If you’re currently bailing out floodwaters or searching for temporary accommodation whilst your roof is fixed, then, understandably, you might not be thinking along those lines (and I genuinely send heartfelt hopes that order can be restored …

Welcome February

At long last we have reached the end of January. I try hard not to wish the year away, but along with many people, I do find January drags its heals and squashes my inspiration and get-up-and-go. February. Somehow even the word seems to hold more promise than its predecessor. We think of snowdrops and …

A rising chatter

It's nearly the end of January, and the first time I have sat down to write in over a month. Outside, it is yet another deceptively mild day; more like November than January, in fact winter barely seems to have moved at all. There was a touch of frost before Christmas, but not hard enough …

Solstice

Tomorrow is the winter solstice, when the world (well the northern hemisphere at least) pauses and holds its breath, waiting to see if the sun will keep its promise. Have our rallied hopes and lighted flames been enough to halt the decline of the days, and coax the return of the light? This week, the …

Notebook Entries

Throughout the week I post on Facebook or Instagram, inspired by daily interactions with nature, the view from my window, or other things that catch my eye. Incase you have missed any of them, here is a curated selection of my regular notes. Tuesday 12th November Autumn came with a wind and a careTo strip …

The wood is brightest in the darkest time of year.

I went for a walk in my lunch break, to try and decide if it is winter yet. The rains of October are draining here, leaving clodgy paths and ditches running thick with the flow of leaves. Elsewhere it floods. November nights start early, chivvying and harrying us as we finish the working day. I …

Friday Gather

Curated thoughts and writings from the week that's passed. Monday 28th October Is it 7am or 6am? It always takes me a few days to catch up to the hour change. I can never remember which came first - is summertime normal and daylight saving an adjustment? Either way, this morning, I woke up hungry …

Rooted

The horse chestnut at the corner of the lane hides a few spiked cases beneath its hand-shaped leaves. I remember noticing this tree shortly after relocating to this quiet corner of West Sussex last year, introduced to it by crushed conkers in the track of tyres on the edge of the verge. Looking up, its …

North

There is a point in the coming months when I find myself fixated with the idea of North. As the evenings gather round they seem to rumour something of a foreign land of darkness, and if we wake early enough in the morning, we might catch a newly arrived chill testing out its reach in …