After a very cold night we wake to a crisp winter morning of frosted grass with the bright sun rising over the house tops. This is ‘day’s most sacred hour‘, full of the ‘innocence of a new born day‘.
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John Clare, always a champion of the underprivileged, introduces us to the gypsy culture of his day and gives us a chance to hear a sample of traditional gypsy music.
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As the early morning dew lies over the water-meadow, on the banks of this stream there’s another story waiting, helped along by some of my own pastel sketches!
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As the evening clouds gather round the setting sun, we close the curtains and withdraw into the warmth inside and wonder, with Wordsworth and Mahler, what the future holds for our troubled world.
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A Listening Heart 