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Downham - Sawley circular: January 2023

Such a delight to get out and about after a week of rain and gales - two storms back-to-back keeping us more or less by the fireside. But...

Snow: a poem

The transformative magic of a snowy day Erasing all signs of yesterday's January A blanket of white reimagines the day As a beautiful...

Fairsnape Fell: January 2024

A dry spell following weeks of rain always makes me reach for my boots, and today is no different. So after a wet and muddy walk...

2023 - a synopsis

What sort of a year was 2023? And, with all the ups and downs in a year, how do you begin to categorise it as a good or bad year? Is...

Hide and Seek: a poem

I thought I saw the sun today A tiny glimpse, a solitary ray. A silvery glimmer upon the pond A twinkle through the bracken fronds A...

A path of unequal halves: PR13

I love Paul da Serra in wintertime! On a clear day, with the bluest of skies, and the plateau strewn with yellow gorse, it is...

A Thin Place by Graeme Cox

Written by Graeme Cox Off to a thin place, to clear my head To feel earth beneath my feet To refill and bolster my starving soul To find...

Winter: a poem

It's dark all day and it's dark all night The sun comes around but the clouds hide the light The world feels small but the sky seems...

Walking in Sabden: whatever the weather

The default weather forecast in Sabden, from September to May, seems to be rain. Disheartening if you actually believe it, but I have...

November's Nuance: a poem

November's nuance Neither summer nor winter It's weather makes for a fickle friend A glimpse of sun through the rainbow's end A chill in...

Over the Hill to Downham

Yesterday, full of optimism, we walked the high valley path from Parsley Barn to Whalley, setting off under a blue sky that was soon...

A Child's Voice: a poem

"What would you like for Christmas this year?" the gentleman asked the child. He watched as the child's eyes lit up, just for a moment,...

All around the hill: 02/09/2023

Pendle Hill. An iconic landmark carved out by nature. Formed by glaciers almost 300 million years ago. Notorious for the legend of the...

Whalley Walkabout: 30/08/2023

Having walked for the last few days, we opted to drive into Whalley, only about three miles away, to have a proper look around. We have...

The gift of a breeze: a poem

The summer winds, they bode no ill They bring no cold your bones to chill A gentle breeze, a warm caress The briefest breath, a welcome...

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