Happy New Year, everyone. Wonderful winter posts worth checking out from Box Elder and Elspeth Thompson
1. Silence in the woods. Even our breathing seems intrusive. Then, a woodpecker hammers and a flock of geese across the valley calls.
2. Wandering mapless and watchless, we lose ourselves in the woods. We taste paths, hit roads and retrace our steps.
3. Sitting stout fishcakes on a bed of wilted leeks with ginger.
Shut in, three quick strokes and event.
1. I'm with the glossy white-haired ladies in hot pink and emerald green and china blue linen waiting for the department store to open i...
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1. The shortest night and the longest day. I was up at Wellington Rocks with Anna, Paul and Jason. We couldn't see the sun through the m...
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1. Oli has written a poem describing how Tunbridge Wells makes him veer between wanting to fall in love and wanting to shoot people. Which i...
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1. The cottage across the carpark is covered in scaffolding. Now that the roofers have gone home, the family has climbed up to see the view ...