Category: musings
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spring is coming…
Daffodils and narcissus, inside the house and out. Filling the rooms with cheap bunches of bright yellow and the scent of spring. The green pushing through, lighting up the bare branches. Shots of colour on the camellia bushes and buds of white on magnolia trees. When the magnolia is in full bloom we know we’re…
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gardening
Until two weeks ago, I’d never watched a single episode of Gardener’s World. I know, I feel I should apologise. I am British, I promise. It was never on in my house growing up – I remember Songs of Praise and The Antiques Roadshow, but not Monty Don – and besides, I’ve never been interested…
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the season of change
Change is magical. Metamorphosis, alchemy, transmutation; words that conjure ritual and pagan lore, golden crucibles, and half-hairy limbs contorted. Perhaps that’s why so many of us feel drawn to autumn, a flame-coloured season forged by nature’s relentless cycle of change. We become eager, greedy spectators, watching the leaves turn russet and fall in photogenic heaps…
Alice Sinclair 