A garden left untended soon becomes a wilderness. The restoration of the Lost Gardens at Heligan, in Cornwall was a fascinating project. The return of the many lingering features of the garden’s once glorious past has captured the public’s imagination.
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A voice had begun to sing…… Sometimes he almost thought it was coming out of the earth beneath them. Its lower notes were deep enough to be the voice of the earth itself …..it was beyond comparison the most beautiful noise he had ever heard……it seemed to him that the stars were singing.
The voice of Aslan singing Narnia into being – from C.S.Lewis’s ‘The Magician’s Nephew.
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As autumn arrives in historic Ludlow, Shropshire, the Norman Castle shines in the autumn sunlight. Those blue remembered hills in the distance wait beckoning us.
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We dream of an autumn like the above picture this year. With blazing woods of gold, of children scuffing through piles of crunchy leaves collecting conkers. But who was St Luke?
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A Listening Heart 