Winter in the woods

  We are out walking in one of my favourite Dorset places, the sky is an arctic blue, the ground is frozen solid and all the puddles are perfectly iced up; just waiting for us to crunch them into tiny crystals.  We walk at a fair pace just to keep warm, chatting away about our …

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Underneath the rainbows

  I have lived in the Blackmore Vale for sixteen years but know there is still undiscovered territories to behold.  Determined to leave my car at home, I walk up through the town, over the bridge, past the cemetery towards Broad Oak and on up the lane beside Piddles Wood.  It’s a bright, squally day …

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