This is essentially, well, entirely, quotes from the Master... Fact and theory, like particular and universal, were not opposites....

When I visited Kairos, the first thing he said was to recall what I had learned from the Horse Chestnut and the Copse Oak a few days...

The Copse Oak remains hale and hearty. I think of the trees on boundaries, on hedges, as guardians - like the Guardian Oak and the Mother...

I have mentioned this tree before - it stands at the start of a bridleway that heads out into the fields where the copse is. It's a good...

I'd never seen a beaver. And after visiting the beaver enclosure at Nene Wetlands, I still haven't seen a beaver. But I have seen what...

I had just posted on YouTube a video that I alleged would be the last, the very last, as I never saw the robins. Next day, look who...

The river is so much lower than last time I saw it! For this post I want to focus on something from Iain McGilchrist's Master book. This...

I went to visit the ancient oak and was delighted to see that he is in as good health as previously - despite the drought. The shame is...

Actually attending sport, rather than just talking about it. Bit of a shock. I must say, though, that international events, and...

In the garden this morning there were three or maybe even four singing robins. I only glimpsed the one of them. Still, I guess I should...

...I went to see the crows. You can see that three has a bad foot in the video. This does make me think that Three is the male - the feet...

Life's tough in Crone-world. I've taken on this project that, if we indeed have souls, literally would destroy them. It's checking AI and...

A conversation with the Wayfarer Oak I hold the peace around me. Over time and in place a body can weave an aura. It takes time- but you...

... and a drought. Fallen leaves, galls, slanting sun... beauty despite the harsh conditions for trees. The egrets love the long shore of...

Yup, I continue to copy the wonderful paintings of the talented Sylvia Parkinson Brown . Go to the link to see how much lovelier they are...

I wrote this the other day, I mean, I wrote the title the other day... I guess I meant death as in the dying poplars... but maybe I meant...

This idea of home and belonging is haunting me at the moment. It's the theme for the webinars I will arrange for next year, so I guess I...

I ventured on a different walk the other day. Did not see much apart from this duck, all by herself. I was listening to Edward Parnell's...

Volunteering. Shoveling gravel onto a trailer and into ruts on the track. A regular summer pursuit, as cutting is reserved for September...

You have it wrong in thinking the value of a life is decontextualized and immutable. You cannot divorce it from the flow.   The value of...