Drinking Soil

Walking up through Plashes Wood this afternoon the ground was saturated, leaking from the soil and running along natural breaks and folds in the land. Along one of these lines, populated by damp loving sedges, a rivulet of water disappeared below the soil surface, emitting a sound that could only…

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Underpass and river

On a sharp March afternoon in the spring of 2018 I took a stroll out of Wadesmill along the path that follows the River Rib to Thundridge Old Church. My walk that day took me on through the Youngsbury Estate where I watched the newly born lambs that gambled amongst…

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A night in Plashes Wood

The full moon was heading towards the west yet still bathing the valley with it’s silvery light from a cloudless sky as I crept passed the last houses in our hamlet and headed north. Trying to avoid the crunching gravel that accumulates in the centre of the lane, I walked…

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Fallow buck roar

We had been watching badgers emerging from their sett and flocks of corvids swirling across the tree tops as they came into roost at dusk to an island of woods on the South Cambridgeshire plain. Darkness finally falling we walked back along the footpath listening to a calling Barn Owl …

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