Advocate of hedge-wisdom.
#naturewriting #canals #wonder #podcast #rain #night #rooks #myth #stormydays
https://www.noswpod.com/
Welcome! I am Richard and I live aboard the narrowboat 'Erica' where I host a canal-based podcast that celebrates nature, life in a complicated world, the elements, and the night-time.
Trying to create a small place of beauty and peace in a complicated world.
www.noswpod.com
This fake dream
This craziness
Why?"
Ikkyu
15th cent Zen master
#poetry #zen #commentary
This fake dream
This craziness
Why?"
Ikkyu
15th cent Zen master
#poetry #zen #commentary
One of the most important videos I have seen in a long while.
#fieldrecording #audio #ecology #nature #birds #conservation
youtube.com/watch?v=JGAc...
One of the most important videos I have seen in a long while.
#fieldrecording #audio #ecology #nature #birds #conservation
youtube.com/watch?v=JGAc...
#podcast #ukcanals #narrowboat
www.noswpod.com/sixth-winter/
#podcast #ukcanals #narrowboat
www.noswpod.com/sixth-winter/
Maybe a sign of a misspent youth - however, it has made me second to none in spotting a pipe being smoked upside down or a pillar box without a slot in real life!
You’ll be doing well to spot 12 deliberate mistakes.
From Treasure magazine, 1963
Official answers coming soon
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Maybe a sign of a misspent youth - however, it has made me second to none in spotting a pipe being smoked upside down or a pillar box without a slot in real life!
On a south easterly wind
The sun struggles to find
Her footing on the day.
But the canal has already
Stolen some of her light
And tucks it close
To her chest.
#naturewriting #ukcanals #naturepoetry
On a south easterly wind
The sun struggles to find
Her footing on the day.
But the canal has already
Stolen some of her light
And tucks it close
To her chest.
#naturewriting #ukcanals #naturepoetry
Her paw resting upon my chest
I gently stroke her arm
As her eyes slowly close.
It helps to quieten the ghost voices.
#poetry #dogs #MentalWellness
Her paw resting upon my chest
I gently stroke her arm
As her eyes slowly close.
It helps to quieten the ghost voices.
#poetry #dogs #MentalWellness
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#saga #boatlife #waiting #beauty #calm #gratitude
The leaf carried by the river
The cloud that is are not the sky
The moon behind the finger
A wordless koan.
A mantra (of sorts)
But enough
For the moment
To get me by.
#poetry #life #zen #journey #chaoticworld
The leaf carried by the river
The cloud that is are not the sky
The moon behind the finger
A wordless koan.
A mantra (of sorts)
But enough
For the moment
To get me by.
#poetry #life #zen #journey #chaoticworld
The crescent moon
Said to me,
"Put away your camera,
And look at me
The way I am looking
At you.
In the dark,
Just the two
Of us
Sharing
This one
Unrepeatable
Moment."
#moon #poetry #naturewriting
The crescent moon
Said to me,
"Put away your camera,
And look at me
The way I am looking
At you.
In the dark,
Just the two
Of us
Sharing
This one
Unrepeatable
Moment."
#moon #poetry #naturewriting
The flash of a kingfisher
Along the moorings.
The spark of hope
Is kingfisher blue.
#naturewriting #ukcanals #naturepoetry #hope #birds
#winter
The flash of a kingfisher
Along the moorings.
The spark of hope
Is kingfisher blue.
#naturewriting #ukcanals #naturepoetry #hope #birds
#winter
*Spoiler - it is not all doom and gloom!*
#ukcanals #podcast #boatlife #nature
www.noswpod.com/canal-life/
*Spoiler - it is not all doom and gloom!*
#ukcanals #podcast #boatlife #nature
www.noswpod.com/canal-life/
Tendon thin by winter sun
Swan feathers made of ice
#naturewriting #naturepoetry #winter #ice
Tendon thin by winter sun
Swan feathers made of ice
#naturewriting #naturepoetry #winter #ice
This powder is used by the Heron to clean its feathers of grime, gloop and the remains of its dinner.
#birds
In dense mist that drifts
Across the torchlight beam.
1/4in of water lies
On the thinning skim of ice
Slow attrition of warmth.
Few nights back, a walker
Left a field gate open.
Word of a dead ewe
Spotted in the canal.
Thoughtless act: Needless death.
#naturewriting #winter
In dense mist that drifts
Across the torchlight beam.
1/4in of water lies
On the thinning skim of ice
Slow attrition of warmth.
Few nights back, a walker
Left a field gate open.
Word of a dead ewe
Spotted in the canal.
Thoughtless act: Needless death.
#naturewriting #winter
Just bangs and booms
As the Erica fidgets
Against the ice sheet.
Last night's rain
Puddles the sun dimpled surface.
The ground is still hard
And the canal is still unyielding,
Held fast in ice.
But its grip is loosening.
#naturewriting #ukcanals ##naturepoetry #winter #ice
Just bangs and booms
As the Erica fidgets
Against the ice sheet.
Last night's rain
Puddles the sun dimpled surface.
The ground is still hard
And the canal is still unyielding,
Held fast in ice.
But its grip is loosening.
#naturewriting #ukcanals ##naturepoetry #winter #ice
But slightly milder dawn
A few desultory snowflakes fall
Flightless feathers
With no wind
Upon which to dance
Will these small flakes
Ever get the chance
To find the sea?
#naturewriting #snow #winter #poetry #naturepoetry
But slightly milder dawn
A few desultory snowflakes fall
Flightless feathers
With no wind
Upon which to dance
Will these small flakes
Ever get the chance
To find the sea?
#naturewriting #snow #winter #poetry #naturepoetry
Dusts the surface of the canal
Marking the tracks
Of a cat's night-time traverse.
Further along,
Two crows alight
Centre stream.
They stand together
And silently survey the world
From an unfamiliar perspective.
#naturewriting #ukcanals #snow #poetry
Dusts the surface of the canal
Marking the tracks
Of a cat's night-time traverse.
Further along,
Two crows alight
Centre stream.
They stand together
And silently survey the world
From an unfamiliar perspective.
#naturewriting #ukcanals #snow #poetry
#ukcanals #naturewriting
#ukcanals #naturewriting
Pike Side to Cat Knott Well onto Brennand Grit of Knotteranun and Bowland Knotts,
Raven’s Castle via Copy Nook, Cold Stone,
Crowd Stones to Cross of Greet.
Hodder.
💚 #place #dailynature #naturewriting 01/01
The world slips passed
The arbitrary lines
We invest so deeply in;
The cradling of
The fragility of our tears
The sparks of hope,
And all our brittle fears.
Unnoticed, save for
The quickening in the bud
The push new stem
The incremental return of light.
#DailyNature #newyear
The world slips passed
The arbitrary lines
We invest so deeply in;
The cradling of
The fragility of our tears
The sparks of hope,
And all our brittle fears.
Unnoticed, save for
The quickening in the bud
The push new stem
The incremental return of light.
#DailyNature #newyear
The year ends
With frost-ferns
On the window panes
And the gold
Of fallen leaves
Picked out in silver.
Ice stretches
Along the canal,
Unfrozen patches
Are busy with ducks.
The mud is hard
And holds my weight.
#DailyNature #ukcanals #poetry #winter #naturewriting
The year ends
With frost-ferns
On the window panes
And the gold
Of fallen leaves
Picked out in silver.
Ice stretches
Along the canal,
Unfrozen patches
Are busy with ducks.
The mud is hard
And holds my weight.
#DailyNature #ukcanals #poetry #winter #naturewriting
The windy winding path
Of December is drawing
To an end.
A new path beckons
That promises colder winds
And keener days.
My travelling companions
Seem well able to cope.
They preen and chatter.
I am glad that they are there
We face our futures together.
#DailyNature #ukcanals #poetry #winter
The windy winding path
Of December is drawing
To an end.
A new path beckons
That promises colder winds
And keener days.
My travelling companions
Seem well able to cope.
They preen and chatter.
I am glad that they are there
We face our futures together.
#DailyNature #ukcanals #poetry #winter
Maggie decided she didn't want her morning walk. So, I have a fresh brewed tea. We sit together on the sofa. I watch the oak's topmost branches sway, constantly moving. I feel the mug's warmth in my hand. Two cormorants fly past. The blank white sky is indescribably beautiful.
#DailyNature
Maggie decided she didn't want her morning walk. So, I have a fresh brewed tea. We sit together on the sofa. I watch the oak's topmost branches sway, constantly moving. I feel the mug's warmth in my hand. Two cormorants fly past. The blank white sky is indescribably beautiful.
#DailyNature