Spring wood is a small area of ancient woodland just a few minutes drive from my house. At this time of year the whole area is filled with Bluebells and Wild Garlic. It’s very beautiful and strange, and also the dog’s really enjoy it. This post contains some lovely photographs.
Some equations take time to understand – but the maths is simple. I, just as much as every stranger who provokes the fueling of my heart with good will and compassion, must be cared for.
After a long-weekend conference where the usual silliness of Panic, what the hell is she gonna eat? So does X animal count? How do you KNOW spinach can’t FEEL? But WHY? Panic again etc I felt the urge to dump a bumper What Do Vegans Eat? Out here. I had lost the will for a […]
I set out to explain a lot in this blog, I wanted to divine and define precisely what I have been feeling in the past few days, since it was announced that the new Bishop of Burnley is to be ordained by only males who have never ordained a woman. Burnley is my home town, […]
I am not a good gardener. I either don’t do anything at all or I start over-large projects never to finish them, leaving a wake of dead plants and weed filled containers behind me. But things have changed now: I have a small damp north facing yard of my very own… so think it’s time […]
So, those of you who see me often may have noticed I have very long hair and a permanently pissed off scalp. The medical shampoo I used for years to control my raging flaky-angry-bleeding-erupting scalp was withdrawn without reason a few years ago, and I have been searching for an alternative. I even started beyondpolytar.net. […]