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There is a reality about the woods. Time is motionless but its touch is everywhere. Decay and growth merge together into one cycle. Left to itself without the axe and saw all is equalised. Nothing lasts forever and yet the … Continue reading
A long while since they fell Stripped of life The veins through which life flowed Becoming the food of new life The cycle turns one more time …..
In April a ‘skulk’ of four fox pups and their parents appeared in a den in woodlands not far from my home on the North Downs in Surrey. I came across them by accident on a walk with my Labrador … Continue reading