Four seasons had passed to the day that Graham died. Those February March days last year before the pandemic changed all our lives. The virus, of course, was around, and Paul remembers at Grahams funeral it was the first time someone greeted him with the elbow greeting, but I do not recall a consciousness of… Continue reading Graham Norgate’s hands
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Coppicing Feb 2021
Paul with his battery chain saw, Jim with the old petrol chain saw, Blake from forest school, tall Gemma all worked that first day, not raining, but in dull weather. Charlie arrived, new to our coppicing network, new to this wood and new to us all, he'd just bought a wood - to put bees… Continue reading Coppicing Feb 2021
Non Coppice day
We got that wrong - the forecast rain didn’t come the day was even , even warm. I’d cancelled the planned Coppice but forgotten to cancel Gemma, who I’d just met on email. She’d arrived on her bike. Your tall, I said. Yes 6 foot, she replied, and she stayed the day as it unfolded… Continue reading Non Coppice day
2020 – Lockdown year of the wood
Began well, with the annual two days coppicing with Paul and Jim on chainsaw, and a possy of volunteers, Phil after some stakes, Pauline and her friend, Mark, Malcolm and E, and their daughter. But most effective of all was Sam, who came on Workaway, and not only learnt the gentle art of coppicing, but… Continue reading 2020 – Lockdown year of the wood
Winter solstice 2020
Do you remember when Mars was bronze bright in the south and to the west beside bright Jupiter was Saturn? So began the long poem to the year I’d been working on, and in fact said to begin our evening in the wood, a gloriously clear night, when as Nicky pointed out you could even… Continue reading Winter solstice 2020
Unexpected visitors
Ann Follows came by the wood today to talk around the project called Spell Songs, words from Robert Macfallen's Lost words put to music, which Janet Koralambe with the help of Waveney and Blyth Arts, hopes to stage (outside) in Halesworth next year (COVID permitting). That being the reason she came. As soon as she… Continue reading Unexpected visitors
KFS Wood working day
Oh were we blessed with fine weather, almost shirt sleeves. We gathered, us 4 directors Kym, Louisa Mell and I, joined with Megan and Leon. Mell - still recovering from her operation - sat in a chair and sharpened knives, while we worked around, and she threading ideas into our spheres. November 2020, four directors… Continue reading KFS Wood working day
Walking Forest Gate to Epping
On a bucket list, and with the recent noticable deterioration of joints, if not now when gave an urgency. I'd returned to London to administer to a much improved Barry (double 'ernia), and having spent all the first day in 3 zooms and far too long on computer screen, I was determined to walk out.… Continue reading Walking Forest Gate to Epping
Socratic Dialogue in the woods II Limits of Friendship
I found this question unexpectedly on a journey. Traveling up to the Lakes with Michael, we stopped at LangAr, the home of my friend Louise. We had become particularly close during a time of death and deep sorrow for both of us, and it had been a while since we’d seen each other, but we… Continue reading Socratic Dialogue in the woods II Limits of Friendship
UpShoot Theatre to the woods
Almost a year ago to the day, last year Woodwose came to the woods. UpShoot just scraped in, post new COVID-19 regulations of the Joy of Six, and we gathered in one of the last glorious weekends of September in Kaliwood, hungry for theatre. We were not disappointed, it was a blast. Michael Imison's review… Continue reading UpShoot Theatre to the woods
