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Haunts of the Lapwing

Haunts of the Lapwing - Reimagining Richard Jefferies #7

The Lapwing are back ...

[...] Suddenly! Some chance movement has been noticed by the nearest Lapwing, and away they go at once as if with the same wings, sweeping overhead, then to the right, then to the left, and then back again, till at last lost in the coming shower. [...]

Richard Jefferies (1848-1887)

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The Cry of a Gull

The Cry of a Gull - Cameos of Birdlife #6

I woke to the cry of a passing seagull - his call tossed about in the gusty wind - ‘flee, flee Jack, flee1. For a moment I am a child again, at the seaside, in Cornwall. Gulls calling all around. But here in the foothills of Snowdonia we are more used to hearing the throaty ‘kronk’‘kronk’ of Raven and the ‘mewling’ of Buzzard. Perhaps I was dreaming ...

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Country Roads

Country Roads

The snow-heavy skies have gone, replaced by a sodden grey blanket of cloud. A watery sun teases. Birds carol: a Song Thrush stutters and starts from the churchyard beech; and a Great Tit chants ‘teacher’ ‘teacher’ from the hedge, by the old school. Somewhere a Blackbird sings ...

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Distant Hills

Wood on the Downs , 1929 Paul Nash

Distant Hills - Richard Jefferies Reimagined (#1)

Walking in the footsteps of Richard Jefferies ... “I was not more than eighteen when an inner and esoteric meaning began to come to me from all the visible universe, and indefinable aspira­tions filled me. I found them in the grass fields, under the trees, on the hill-tops, at sunrise, and in the night. There was a deeper meaning every­where. The sun burned with it, the broad front of morning beamed with it; a deep feeling entered me while gazing at the sky in the azure noon, and in the star-lit evening —' The Story of my Heart’.”

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Painting in Words

Painting in Words: Goldfinch

Painting in Words - I was once asked if I wrote from experience or from imagination - I replied both: my writing is inspired by nature, art, and memories of real events, times and places, coloured by imagination - vivid pictures painted in words - sometimes somewhat hesitantly expressed as ekphrastic prose, poems or as haiku ...

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