trees, leaves, earth, clay, wood-fired pots, leaf prints. all these shapes and textures and colours, the sky, the air, the light, the whole experience of being in this place and looking, sometimes in ways as focused as my lurcher scanning the landscape for prey. the […]
All posts tagged: hare
four corpses
On Clip Street a hare slung in the hedge on Monday all angular legs and be-dewed fur. On Wednesday a young fox, ginger-rust coat and tail immaculate face bloodied. Yesterday a young tawny lay on its side in the middle of the road, the dog […]