Pipe And Slippers: With Elen Sentier

Pipe And Slippers: With Elen Sentier My friend Penny Blake who runs THE CURIOUS ADVENTURES OF MESSRS SMITH AND SKARRY has just got me to do a short bedtime story … go to the link to hear the audio....

Brexit – my biggest fears

JET – Joint European Torus The future of this amazing project is my biggest fear with Brexit, along with what will happen for wildlife and rewilding. Why, I hear from some quarters, why doesn’t she...

Ancient Devon Tradition

Long ago – but still happening now – and far away (well relatively speaking!) the ancient practice of Cow Drumming began in the wilds of Exmoor. This is a modern-day example. You can see just...

Froggy Goes a Courting

Origins of folksongs. Just listening to a BBC4 programme about Cecil B Sharpe and there was a lovely Appalachian rendition of Froggy Goes a Courting, they said it’s “just a children’s song” and also that...

Sleeping Pads – A grounded view | PMags.com

My sort of backpacking  … 🙂 Winter backpacking requires more of everything: More warmth, more insulation, more gear, more equipment, etc. Sleeping pads used for winter backpacking are no different.  A person can have a...

Cawwwww !!!

Rushing blousy August Blows the tits around the house Swallows dive for food Carried sideways But the crows, oh the crows … Watch them sliding. slipping, stalling Playing the wind Screaming their defiance as it...

Wind

Wind I come home to wind Autumn wind But it’s only July I come home to wind Sounding the chimney Like it was November But it’s only July I come home to wind Whipping the...

Aeron Flies

Eyes flare Feet itch Wings twitch Wind ruffles feathers Lift … float This is my element, my land Video & images Dyfi Osprey Project Land Song Series © Elen Sentier 2017 all rights reserved #mondayblogs...

Folklore and the Fairy Hill

John Muir Trust land manager Liz Auty explores some of the history and mystery associated with Schiehallion It towers over the heart of Scotland, its unmistakable conical peak visible across vast distances. Schiehallion, whose name...

Moorhen Chicks

Black fluff, feather fluff, Red cap, red beak. Plop! Float like natural, Perch on leaf, Lily holds him, Mother feeds him, Life is good. Nest on island, Hidden shelter, In the reeds. Mother knows, Hides...

Still as Ghosts

after watching the video ringing of the Dyfi osprey chicks 2017 Thump! Crash! Up from the ground the thing comes. Still as ghosts we sit. Smell! Scent! Sound! It peers over the edge of the...

Rain from Heaven

Sipping, slurping, gulping, burping Garden thirsty for the rain Leaves unfurling, roots uncurling Supping up the soft wet rain Flowers dripping, grass-heads tipping Holding shiny beads of rain Lady’s Mantle holds the candle Cupping silver...

Cat Astrophy

The pull from the flying saucer was overwhelming. Resistance is futile, Tabitha told herself. Her mother and siblings would miss her but the thrill of adventure had entered her bones. She just hoped there’d be...

Midsummer Turning of the Year

Today the sun moves on Three days he has stood still Rising at the same point on the horizon While the two kings wrestle Oak has been the guardian Caring for the Lady Since the...

Hunter in Darkness

Whiskers twitching Ears listening Eyes slit She senses her prey in the gloaming light Night holds no terrors Except for Man Him she shuns eludes Escapes if she can Whiskers twitching in the gloaming light...

Four Magpie Brothers

Four young magpies, brothers, sat upon the porch roof this morning. Squabbling, squawking, pecking the tiles. Wicked, so they are. Lads and louts. Waiting to see what I will do. I go to the window....

Dragon Bones

River rushing, tumbling streaming Flowing faster than your dreaming River runs between the stones Washing clean the dragon’s bones Forest crowding round the brink Will you swim or will you sink Trees and water, bones...

Mountain Breasts

Breasts rise out of the darkness Ghostly white In their transparent cover of snow mist Pointed, eager, asking for caress They stand up proud against the grey sky Soft cloud-blanket comes to wrap them warm...

The Mother’s Blanket

High up The road goes on Over the cliff of nowhere Into the lands of everywhere The Mother’s blanket Blue and white and grey Hangs over all Giving the water of life Land Songs Series ©...