A July morning, grey skies and light drizzle over Foxearth Meadows. I was standing on the boardwalk with Mark Prina, manager of the reserve, […]
One evening on Holt Heath in Dorset over 40 years ago has been branded permanently in my memory. In the twilight, first the ‘churring’ […]
I have found it difficult to know how to pray in and for these trying times. I’m currently working from home and my sunny […]
“Sir,” the woman said, “I can see that you are a prophet. Our ancestors worshipped on this mountain, but you Jews claim that the […]
It was towards the end of May and I’d done my work for the day on the reserve. It was a beautiful late afternoon and […]