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Ways of Looking at Winter: A Walk in the Snow

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We shall go forth on the shortest walk, perchance, in the spirit of undying adventure…

— Henry David Thoreau

In the spirit of undying adventure we set off into a beautiful day.

It snowed yesterday and was overcast all day, but today the sky is brilliant blue¬† and dotted with the suggestions of clouds. The sun is out and the snow looks like it is sparkling. I didn’t think to bring sunglasses with me in December.

Snowy meadow

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Ways of Looking at Winter: Solstice

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Sunlight through pine trees

This might be our last day on earth and it is raining as though the clouds believe it. We spend most of the morning and the afternoon sitting around reading and watching the wind and rain outside.

Then just as suddenly, it’s gone, the sky starts to clear and we decide to make the most of the remaining light. Not that there is much light to be had. Not only is it the last day of the world but it is also the winter solstice. The shortest day of the year. Half way to the light. Half way through the dark.Read More »Ways of Looking at Winter: Solstice

Wistman’s Wood

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Wistman's WoodIn January of this year I spent a few days staying with my friend Tim Halpin and his girlfriend in Devon and whilst I was there we made a trip to Dartmoor to visit Wistman’s Wood, an ancient woodland of stunted dwarf oaks. It was my first ever visit to Dartmoor and the weather was suitably cold and overcast. Wistman’s Wood is also suitably haunted by folklore and whisperings of evil hounds, druids and gruesome goings-on.

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