It had been nearly six months to the day since I last sat in the field alone, knowing that Rosemary was safe somewhere else while I had a...

No matter what time of year it is, there's a particular spot in Suffolk, overlooking agricultural fields, wild flower meadows, idyllic...

For several months during the spring and summer of 2012 I sat planning, writing, thinking and re-planning ideas for what would eventually...

An account of a contemplative start to the first day of winter.