My daughter spotted it yesterday while we walked the dog in the hills. Can we take it home and look after it?, she begged, and a conversation began. I suggested that in the wild this ‘deformed’ creature would not survive, that we shouldn’t take it home but leave it to its fate, in nature. It wasn’t our … Continue reading The butterfly effect
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this is how I travel when I’m with my girl we go along and find and find and find until I open my eyes to what she sees acid trip detail fascination talks to birds answers with grass takes me to belief
Wild child
I’m lucky to have an adventurous daughter. She shows me things. How to catch frogs and newts, noticing little, natural details around us. She pointed out snail trails the other day - a network of shiny squiggles on the damp soil. All of these observations tell me something- about her and what’s important to her, … Continue reading Wild child