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Flurries

Posted on April 5, 2021October 4, 2021 by ShiverWriggle

On Easter Saturday, we took a walk in glorious sunshine down to The Obelisk. We were pup-sitting and so, as well as Scapa, we also had a nine-month spaniel puppy running around in a state of perpetual madness. The aim of the walk was primarily to wear out the two four-legged ones so the rest…

Away from the Wind, the World

Posted on March 29, 2021October 4, 2021 by ShiverWriggle

There is a point in early spring when it feels like the woods are making space. In only a week, even the crisp bracken – rampant and unrelenting only days ago – has shrunk back, reluctantly. Everything feels clearer. It helps that the early spring breeze still carries a slight chill. You can’t help but…

The Colour of Spring

Posted on March 22, 2021October 4, 2021 by ShiverWriggle

It is spring and the woods are rustling into life again. While it is undoubtedly true that there is much going on, they’re not quite yet displaying that pace of progress where one feels like they are going to imminently transform the moment my back is turned. Hence, rustling: they are quietly whispering their way…

In Praise of Puddles

Posted on September 23, 2020October 4, 2021 by ShiverWriggle

There are certain points on our walks through the woods when Scapa takes off all of a sudden. Though, infrequently, this is the result of having caught the scent of a deer or a rabbit (or something else), more often than not she is heading to one of her wallowing-hole spots where she will rest…

Mushrooms and Ignorance

Posted on September 8, 2020October 4, 2021 by ShiverWriggle

I have convinced myself that, this year, not only do there seem to be more mushrooms, but there is more evidence of their decay. There seems to be so many more, left in situ, rotting away where they grew this year.

An Introduction to #TheMistySolitudes

Posted on August 24, 2020October 4, 2021 by ShiverWriggle

I need to start somewhere and, as this strange year is forcing many things to do, everything slipped into place in my mind about three months ago, mid-lockdown. We are fortunate in having The Woods straight out of our backdoor, more or less. A hop, skip, jump: and there they are.

Farewell, Facebook

Posted on November 12, 2018July 13, 2020 by ShiverWriggle

By: Lydia Crow   I’m not sure when certain developments started to change how I felt about social media, but it was certainly several years ago now. Whereas once it was something which brought more joy than not, now it seems its primary function is to offer us platforms upon which to stand and watch…

Previously, On #EdFringe

Posted on August 15, 2016July 13, 2020 by ShiverWriggle

By: Lydia Crow   Wrestling with Vikings and picnics on trains; Whisky with strangers and ukulele refrains; Magic shows, Spiegeltents, comedy mime; Dirty Dick’s, disco naps, losing track of the time; Jazz, late-night burgers and a Space Hopper war; Festival Frolics and a jam-packed dancefloor; The Beautiful People with the dirtiest looks; Charlotte Square Gardens…

A Not So Vague Interview

Posted on September 17, 2013July 13, 2020 by ShiverWriggle

By: Lydia Crow   “At the right moment in time, at the point where I had finally secured a moderately average salary, in a city I loved which was filled with friends, and a freedom I had not felt for many a year, I decided to throw everything into chaos.” – Alexander Michael Crow  …

Wild Rose

Posted on June 5, 2013July 13, 2020 by ShiverWriggle

By: everylittlething   Growing against the friendly grey stone wall of our garden is a perfect Mothers’ Day gift of 2013. Dog roses. They are new but already showing great promise. The rose, in all its forms, has always pleased me – except, perhaps, for the poor blue rose which no one has been able to…

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