Went to mow the meadow
Is this an essay about solastalgia, automation, landscape, history, or just a little tale about a walker and an owl? I don’t know, but I hope you enjoy reading it. Nine o’clock on a midsummer’s evening, and I hike through farmland that had once been the grounds
Eight years today
I’m a lucky man.
The most important thing
Update 21-02-18: Sadly, Dad passed away. Scroll to the end for an update. On the 17th of August 2016, life changed for my family. My dad, Ian, who is one of the fittest people I’ve ever known and who never gets ill, was admitted to hospital in an ambulance.
I turned thirty today. Although the conventional thing would be to sigh ruefully and mutter something about being middle-aged, actually I think turning thirty is pretty awesome. Fifteen years ago, if you’d asked me what it would feel like to be thirty years old, I’m not sure what
Starting from zero
Several times in my life, I’ve had to trim my possessions down to an absolute minimum in preparation for a move. At first this was terrifying, but I gradually began to see it as a uniquely freeing process – and even came to look forward to it. I’ve never