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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An English Cottage Garden in midsummer is a place to bring delight and find peace and joy in the ‘still dews of quietness’ of a garden. In the words of Gertrude Jekyll – a place ‘to call home over-wearied spirits‘. Join me in our garden.
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John Clare was far from being just a simple country poet. This recently published collection of his work shows him as both naturalist and nature writer, as well as unparalleled poet. Following Clare through this book brings back memories of being young again out exploring the countryside of my native Berkshire.
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Another walk with John Clare is due. Winter is certainly smiling today. It’s a clear crisp morning. In the night the secret ministry of frost has been at work.
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A Listening Heart 