Writing

Lughnasadh

Playing in the garden on Lughnasadh. Half way from summer to autumn. An inbetween time As every time feels at the moment. Like being in a dream. Living a life that doesn’t exist anymore. Fragile. Precious. Magical. And thus we take a deep breath And keep on keeping on.

I grow things because…

I grow things because… I love being outside. It grounds me and connects me to the things that matter. It is great fun (most of the time!) It helps me put down roots. It allows me to make more space for “wild”. Home grown food tastes better. It makes me slow down. It’s something we […]

A farmer called Gerald

A few years ago I met a farmer and activist called Gerald. He was wonderfully full of knowledge and generous in his willingness to share it. He was also a man who was totally connected to the land and fully understood the critical importance of humankind’s role within the natural world. “Agriculture has got that […]