We mostly live in the space between the ground and the tree canopy and tend to focus on the plants and animals we can see or sense in this zone: the sight of butterflies flying off ahead of us, the scent of wild garlic, the sound of birdsong from the bushes, the taste of blackberries,… Continue reading The Woods above my head
Tag: fiction
Out with the old, in with the new
A belated December blog, as the Old Man got a bit overwhelmed by other jobs before and after Christmas. So, ‘another year over and what have you done’ sang Lennon. Well, the new book about the Wytham Estate and the research carried out there went through the final publication stages. All seemed under control, until… Continue reading Out with the old, in with the new
The Old Man of Wytham 