The wonder and mystery of woods has always fascinated us. They are the stuff of fairy stories, legends and much of our English literature. Those that are left, like the New Forest (above), are ‘the guardians of our dreams of greenwood liberty of our wildwood, feral, childhood selves’. (Roger Deakins)Continue reading “An Elegy for our Lost Woods”
The magnificent panorama of the Weald reminds us that the spirit of the ancient wildwood still survives here. So too does the spirit of Winnie-the- Pooh and his ‘100 acre wood’.Continue reading “In Wealden Woods”
It’s time to visit our spring woods. ‘Past thought miracles are there and beyond numbers’ waiting for us to enjoy their ‘charms to sweeten solitude‘.