 3 February 2016 Guardian Country Diary Wenlock Edge
The pigeon cocked a conspiratorial eye at the dog as we walked by. A wind ferocious enough to peel the bird from its perch and blow it away had little effect. The pigeon sat out the squall with saintly patience. |  13 January 2016 Guardian Country Diary Wenlock Edge.
The snipe are not skulking, they’re invisible. Six stand together in the rushes beside Venus Pool, six winged probes the colour of winter marshes, |  The feeling of just being watched does not make this place eldritch. A strange, otherworldly, wood, it can feel unsettling at the best of times....
Guardian Country Diary Wenlock Edge
6 January 2016 |
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