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A Fall in Time

by Lydia September 14, 2023

Starting today, my brother will be recounting his time on his own on the West Coast of Scotland, referring to his photographs and journals from that time.

“That night, as the sky was beginning to darken, I set up my hammock between two gnarled oak trees, strung my tarp above, ate a quick dinner and fell asleep. I was to stay out in those woods, alone, until December.”

A Fall in Time by Alexander M. Crow.
September 14, 2023
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Sunshine filters through into a wood of Scots Pine.
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All Change!

by Lydia August 1, 2023

And it’s all change for August! A beautiful day, and a walk filled with pale, dappled sunshine in The Pinewood. Elfi has now started nursery, Auri has two weeks left before starting school, and I’m officially on annual leave rather than maternity leave now.

August 1, 2023
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A young girl and a man stand next to an obelisk in some very green, very rainy woods, staring off at something in the distance.
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Catching Our Breath

by Lydia July 31, 2023

And… breathe.

A rainy, rainy walk today, though so much greenness! July bowing out true to her form this year, on both accounts.

July 31, 2023
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A woman and her daughter smile for the camera in front of a lawn, some trees, and a large white house. It is bright, but looks a little breezy.
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Catching Up

by Lydia April 13, 2023

We are just catching our breath from a busy last fortnight, just in time to rush into another busy month.

Last week, we were all up at Stempster. Euan spent a happy two or three days (mostly) in the Wild Wood, taking down fifty-two and a half trees (the half being some serious surgery to a victim of lightning). Auri spent many a delighted hour on the swing and generally wreaking havoc outside, Elfi was her usual cheerful self, and Scapa got in some much-loved beach walks.

There are several photographs to share, which I suspect will crop up at odd times over the coming few days. But enough of us. How are you all?!

April 13, 2023
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A woodland scene, a close-up of the trunk of a tree and lichen in the centre of the picture. It's just ever-so-slightly out of focus.
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Auri, Photographer

by Lydia November 9, 2022

On Sunday, Auri wanted to borrow my phone to take photos on her walk with Euan and Scapa.

A woodland scene, a close-up of the trunk of a tree and lichen in the centre of the picture. It's just ever-so-slightly out of focus.
November 9, 2022
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An autumnal woodland scene, with trees of green, gold and brown bracketing a half-hidden path.
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The Misty Solitudes

by Lydia October 30, 2022

They shut the road through the woods
Seventy years ago.

The Way Through the Woods by Rudyard Kipling
An autumnal woodland scene, with trees of green, gold and brown bracketing a half-hidden path.
October 30, 2022
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A close-up of an oak tree, some leaves green, some russet - and all the colours in between.
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Autumn Leaves

by Lydia October 25, 2022

There is something very satisfying about raking leaves. I always absentmindedly find myself humming Mary Chapin Carpenter’s “This Shirt”, and repeating lines from “A Song of Sherwood” by Alfred Noyes (even if most of the poem is out of season right now).

Oberon, Oberon, rake away the gold,
Rake away the red leaves, roll away the mould,
Rake away the gold leaves, roll away the red,
And wake Will Scarlett from his leafy forest bed.

The pears and plums were the first to fall (only a hardy few hanging on), followed by the apples (half down to date). The larger cherry is turning yellow from the inside out, and falling oh-so-slowly. Only two or three have fallen so far from Osa’s Oak, though the colours are stunning.

A close-up of an oak tree, some leaves green, some russet - and all the colours in between.

October 25, 2022
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A garden, with fog drawing in from beyond the fence. It's clearly a wet morning, and the trees in the garden are either bare or have leaves turning yellow.
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A Misty, Moisty Day

by Lydia October 21, 2022

I am sure that I picked up the phrase “misty, moisty mornings” from Susan Hill’s “Through the Kitchen Window” many, many moons ago. She was describing those autumn days with mushroom blooming everywhere. It seems fitting for today.

A garden, with fog drawing in from beyond the fence. It's clearly a wet morning, and the trees in the garden are either bare or have leaves turning yellow.
October 21, 2022
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Hedgehog in the Fog

by Lydia October 18, 2022

The nights are drawing in, and the dark is lingering longer in the mornings. The trees are a riot of joyous colour, and there is definitely an increasing bite of autumn in the air. Contemplating the turning of the year, this old favourite sprung to mind the other day.

October 18, 2022
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A pre-school girl with a big grin smiles at the camera with her father. They are in a wood, and a bright blue sky is visible behind them.
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Dead Trees

by Lydia October 10, 2022

Auri and Euan, sitting on a tree trunk and learning about the importance of dead trees to the woodland ecosystem.

A pre-school girl with a big grin smiles at the camera with her father. They are in a wood, and a bright blue sky is visible behind them.
October 10, 2022
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