No Rest On a Sunday

Sunday, traditionally is a day of rest. However, rest my feet I won't, as last weekend I headed out in the relentless rain for a bit of an exploration. Since moving to a new place, it's been thoroughly enjoyable not having anyone about when you go for a walk. I truly get to appreciate the... Continue Reading →

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Ascension

How does it feel to be up in the crown of a tree? "Just climb and you'll find out," I answered myself. And so I did with my friend Sam, a professional arborist. Leading up to this moment, I have been super excited and looking forward to it for days. At this crucial stage, I... Continue Reading →

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Like a Flowing River

"Life gets in the way", says a friend of mine. Actually he's not the only person who has openly expressed that sentiment, although I have never really agreed with it. I am aware that I haven't written in a long while; one might say that life did get in the way but for me it's... Continue Reading →

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Meadow Park’s Ancient Oak

Despite dark clouds and heavy rain on the 17th of August 2020, I continue my quest of verifying more ancient trees. Through the Woodland Trust's ATI (Ancient Tree Inventory) website, I had found my next tree. It was situated in Bideford, down a narrow, well-trodden footpath beginning at the end of a small street called... Continue Reading →

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Verifying an Ancient Tree

In the time following my last post about the Flitton Oak - 'I Heartwood' - a few events have happened. Spurred on by recording the tree on the Woodland Trust's Ancient Tree Inventory website, I decided to pursue my love for ancient and veteran trees by officially applying to be an ancient tree verifier. And... Continue Reading →

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Back To My Trees

Driving towards the wood I was going to be working in, I noticed how the tree canopies on both sides of the road seemed to be welcoming me into their fold. I was excited to be working again with my friend Stuart in his private woodland; it has definitely been awhile since lockdown! We had... Continue Reading →

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A New Path

For those of you who had seen my last poem, yes I must admit, it was sad. “Very beautiful, but sad”, as I was told by my close friend. What can I say? It has stemmed from pure, raw feelings. Feelings of frustration and uncertainty that I had been experiencing. Yesterday my ‘very beautiful, but... Continue Reading →

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Apart

I carry a heavy heart Like trees falling apart. The mind isn't strong to pray A dark hand covers my eyes today. What meaning is there to being alive? If not to save this earth, I don't know why. The importance of feeling loved By the trees that love me back with their crowns above... Continue Reading →

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