November rocked. That’s it, that’s the vibe. Sixteen days in the field helped ward off those early winter blues, some interesting weather ensured that there was always something to lift the spirits locally. As I walked along the narrow grass strip between the horse paddocks and ash lagoon fence on 1st almost the first birdContinue reading “November 2022”
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December 2020
Winter and the land is down to the bare bones, on a good day the warmth of the sun replaced by a sharpness in the air. I spent the first day of this particular winter alone, bar the dog, walking in Northumberland uplands, the silence of the season only broken by the occasional rattle ofContinue reading “December 2020”
Alan Tilmouth 