Early dusk. A celebration prepared inside the static. Dog at side. 58 years ago my mother did something I have not managed to do in my life, she gave birth to a baby girl, who is now me. Barbara Josaphine Wright, if she could see me now, now so far away from who she knew.… Continue reading December 10th Birthday in the wood
Category: 2015
Oct B&W Bill Jackson, shades of grey
The moon is huge. Bill the night recorder is in the wood. The dog and I find him by the pond. Camera set up on a tripod he typically does a 4 minute exposure. It is all the different shades of grey, he explains. Born to a Perugian mother who at 17 ran away with… Continue reading Oct B&W Bill Jackson, shades of grey
October Permission for cabin granted
2015 10 Permission for Cabin Letter from Waveney arrived from Richard Amor - we have permission!
Fungi in the wood
Oct Wood Words
Tom’s writing group came out of the Library into my woods. A first for the wood. And a pleasure it was to watch their eyes look up, necks lifted back, and hear their words emptied into the space. Tom - perhaps a bit reserved at this distraction - and 2 cars set off from the library.… Continue reading Oct Wood Words
Sept – Missed wood, Les, Burston, unexpected Corbyn election
I've missed the wood. Returning after a month (Bender, Folk East, Snowdon and Gerd, Open University politics) I see and feel all the stuff to do in that human need for doing. When I throw a stick into the green weed covered pond, the limbs of hornbeam patened across, and the dog cuts a path… Continue reading Sept – Missed wood, Les, Burston, unexpected Corbyn election
July Les sitting where the Cabin will be
Les sits in the yellow deck chair where the hut will be.
July 20 Picnic in candlelight and rain – One year of ownership
Turk, strong, faithful, lover of Kali and thrower of stick, manfully deconstructs the static. Plastic formica ripped out. Rupert helped paint the chip board walls yellow. Barry supplied the Savoy carpet. In candle light, with rain pouring down outside, 8 friends gathered in the static. Julia from Kenya, faithful Gill fresh from France, Tom and… Continue reading July 20 Picnic in candlelight and rain – One year of ownership
July – a future home, a death, and lupins
I've been caring now for a month, very much the new girl at 57. I'm part of the growing zero hours contracts, paid 8-12 quid an hour, no petrol money. It's been a long time since I conventionally earned money - not since ICRF 25 years ago, and I'm enjoying the reward professionally. It is… Continue reading July – a future home, a death, and lupins
June – Plans, a death, a dead end, and an opening
Petra, Barry's ex wife, died suddenly so I've been in London helping to link the personalities spiked by a sudden death, of Barry and his son Marlon. Oh what pleasure to return to the wood, sit in dappled shade of sap green leaf. The wood is at it's summer height. Heard from Arthur that Mr… Continue reading June – Plans, a death, a dead end, and an opening
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