A Daft Dog and a Sun-Warmed Rock Is All a Woman Wants

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I love... a muddy reclaimed marsh that's become a woodland. It's somewhere on the Lizard and is where I've rambled for more years than I care to admit. And it's my secret. I'm not revealing its whereabouts - not even so much as the OS grid reference- because if I did my reason for loving it would be lost.

Once, it was a marshy, boggy kind of place where nothing significant grew apart from black withies, some of which were coppiced for making pots in bygone days. Then a few years ago, an enterprising farmer applied for a grant from the Woodland Trust to plant trees in around thirty acres of land which was too wet for crops or grazing. Now the trees are maturing into a seasoned woodland, interwoven with random tracks, pools and dense cover for wildlife.

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A Daft Dog and a Sun-Warmed Rock Is All a Woman Wants

This is where I'm in touch with the tick-tock of the seasons' pulse. I particularly like it in its winter lifele...

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