Snow squalls from the north In the early days of March, I looked out and wondered whether we have been transported northwards and deposited on the coast of ultima Thule or on the mythical island of Hyperborea, beyond the home of the north wind. The sunshine and blue skies were deceptive, with a strong northerly […]
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Sky Dancing
It is still too cold to do any gardening that does not involve some fairly vigorous exercise – digging up creeping buttercup (pernicious weed and bane of my life) fits the bill. Stretching to ease my aching back it is easy to spend a few minutes watching the ravens tumble and roll their hoarse cronk […]