Down Tor with Lowery Tor, Leather Tor, and Sharpitor in the distance Finding wildness depends not just upon where you look, but how you learn to see. Last weekend, I took train and bus to the far western edge of Dartmoor. A drizzly jog of three miles between sharply squared hedgerows took me from Yelverton … Continue reading lessons from the moor
Boethius, Consolation of Philosophy, Book I; part 7 The light becomes the afternoon, and we are still snugly swaddled in the chrysaline furze of late September's gloaming-fall—the month always ever perched at the end of one thing and the start of something else, dappled first in flecks of stil de grain and draped in ever … Continue reading Emergent
Climate Run 