I think the distinction that is made between explaining and understanding in these long quotes from "that Bortoft book" are interesting...

But a certain amount of gore on this St George's Day stroll. Also some interesting trees. Yes, that's right: more interesting trees. And,...

This would be a perfect photograph if I hadn't cut his feet off. He does not look quite so elegant here. She still seems a rather calmer...

The very next day, Tane was back on two feet. I had been anxious that the food on the ground was dangerous, or perceived to be in a...

As if the money worries weren't enough, Tane's injured. He's only using one leg. I had wondered while he was flickering his wings a lot:...

This was the Heron Walk. Only because they always fly off before I have realised that there is a heron on the lakeside, but today I saw...

Actually, it was more of a mistake, but I do love how these burnt out images look! There's something very odd... hyper-real and...

I'd intended to have a good long chat with the Wayfarer Oak, but instead found myself obsessed by the sand martins (bank swallows to...

Not that they to share the same positive impression of me. Mrs Tane likes to keep herself out of the limelight. While the blue tit...

In the chemist's recently, I've been struck by the empty shelves in various parts of this rather small shop. I thought they must be...

I was listening to a talk given by Patrick Curry (see from about 18 minutes in here ). I loved what he said about relationship: that...

Another walk. It's becoming obsessive. I wanted to visit Kairos, but the road was closed so my plans changed. Nor was I at my kingfisher...

No, that's not a typo! Pheasants were the go-to critters at the Reserve today. I scared a female out of her hiding place and she started...

I've had one of my LOOOONNGGGGG headaches, interspersed with insomnia. My self healing tends to be nature induced. I sat on the bank...

...that I could understand, let alone explain, what I feel I am learning from the Henri Bortoft book. In fact, how I wish that I could...

...the city critters! I walked across Primrose Hill, with the view of the city below me, through Regent's Park, and later around Green...

In talking to two friends about my presentation in Vienna, and that idea, briefly mentioned yesterday, of subsong as a way of weaving the...

Apologies: more trees. I remembered to ask this tree if I could approach, as he likes the civilities and does not like me when my mind is...

Back to the Reserve. I wanted to do my yoga out in the sun, so I found a back track that's seldom used and did the old asanas. Felt a lot...

Remember what I have said about those red marks on oaks which seem to have no explanation? How I think of them as names? Well, what if...