Just spent a luscious morning wandering around this bit of hill. 140 hazel, oak and rowan trees protected here with around the same amount of birch and willow unprotected, toughing it out on their own against the deer. Some have been planted by jay, squirrel, wind blown seed and some […]

whit kith got gobbled while rapt in the glamour of dawn a saw a fox stock-still kisser tae the sun she kens