Tuesday 17 September 2013

starting again

It’s been a long while since I last wrote here.
A storm-cloud blustered through, knocking all the stuffing out of me. And my last little logs ended up falling by the wayside.

The storm seems to be passing, but I am left feeling unsure, a little battered.
Despite the thunderous clouds and the lashing rain, my desire to write has remained deep inside.

I need to write, to connect once again with my surroundings, with myself.
And I need to start again.
So here we go, let's see where this little log takes me...

Thursday 5 September 2013

vallée de Campan

Am spending the week over in the Vallée de Campan, reunited with N and living in the woods together with the other barn-builders. It's just the thing I need after a busy summer and poor health - the tonic of wilderness.

Tuesday 3 September 2013

early autumn in the woods

This is what early September feels like when you're living in the woods for a week - misty and chilly when we wake up. Our view is eclipsed by trees that sit on our hilltop obscuring everything a few feet above. 

We are out of the tent at 8 am, the sun breaks over the hill by 9am. By eleven, all hints of autumn will be lost again to the hot sun.

For those of us not re-building a barn, a Turkish novel, an audio book, bramble bushes and hazelnut trees await me today. Such possibilities!