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Sing song
And a mystery resolved. This morning, there was another broken egg on the back lilac. I could not work out how it could have been left...

Crone
Aug 211 min read
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Comparisons
Oh Lord, I have forgotten that saying... comparisons are evil? egregious? Darn. This happens. Sometimes I think it's early onset...

Crone
Aug 201 min read
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Falling gold
the poplars on the Reserve make it feel very autumnal. It's more related to the drought, I think, than the advanced state of the summer....

Crone
Aug 191 min read
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Bats in her belfry
These are images from the bat monitoring walk, but the text is two conversations with Kairos. Kairos is in plain text, my comments and...

Crone
Aug 185 min read
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Oak life
A rare trip to the small circular copse near the copse where the poplars are. I was hoping to see roe deer. Disappointed in that but...

Crone
Aug 171 min read
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Sweetness
I went for a walk to blow some of the cobwebs away. Birder Neil had told me that a certain track was a good place to spot redstarts, so I...

Crone
Aug 161 min read
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It's all in ruins
I'm talking about that church, not my life, despite the incredible aptness of that phrase for the ontology of the Crone. I popped in to...

Crone
Aug 151 min read
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Mystery eggshell
A broken pigeon's egg caught in the ivy of the back lilac. Someone must have carried it or dropped it there. I found a very small part...

Crone
Aug 141 min read
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Trip to town
Not as many photos as usual from my foray into the capital, in part because we used the underground and in part because my hands were...

Crone
Aug 131 min read
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Synchronicity
My plan was for a walk and yoga. I ended up going all around the reservoir talking to Moldovan Ivan. Before meeting this Russian-speaking...

Crone
Aug 122 min read
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A sting in the tail/tale
As the Goddess tends hornets, the badgers badger wasps. I have seen a few wasps' nests that have been dug up by badgers. At least, that's...

Crone
Aug 111 min read
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So much is falling
The woodland is littered with acorns and I have seen so many dropped branches this long dry summer. I really don't recall so many in 2022...

Crone
Aug 101 min read
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Attempting art
Once I had a blog called "How will I fuck this one up?" It was about how there's a point where you think a painting will be really nice,...

Crone
Aug 91 min read
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Storm light
This was a day of rain showers interspersed with the bright, clean light of gaps between clouds. I went to visit Sentinel Trees - there...

Crone
Aug 82 min read
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Is this my birdie?
There I was, miserable at the end of the garden, and suddenly a robin showed up. And this robin behaved like Tane... I am sure it must be...

Crone
Aug 71 min read
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The strange creatures
As well as spotting all the fruit in the last post, I was also struck by the animals and birds. At the start of the walk, I watched...

Crone
Aug 61 min read
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Lammas
I had read a nice email about Lammas before heading out for my walk - you can see it here . And I had been thinking about Lammas too,...

Crone
Aug 51 min read
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The Book That Never Was
To give up on ambition. I think "writing a book" was my earliest ambition. I had other dreams: a handsome adventurous husband (dark,...

Crone
Aug 42 min read
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Maybe just for a day
In the garden one morning, I saw a little robin hopping around. It was completely unafraid. In fact, it fell asleep in front of me. I...

Crone
Aug 31 min read
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Re-imagining
I went to the wood to spend time with Kairos, but first I did yoga under another oak. I was listening to Robert Macfarlane's Is a River...

Crone
Aug 23 min read
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