In the time of the skylark – week 2

My Dearest Boy, “Not all those who wander are lost”, wrote Tolkien.  Maybe, I should add the words “whilst social distancing”.  I don’t think that phrase existed three weeks’ ago. On my walk this morning I was reminded that it is OK to wander and not to know.  It is also perfectly acceptable to feel…

In the time of the skylark

Tuesday 24 March 2020 My Dearest Boy, I walked early this morning, purposely over the fields – muddy but still firm with frost, towards the railway line.  I would have taken you on this path today.  I passed no-one.  It’s so quiet.  There are few planes in the sky. As the air warmed the yellowhammers…

THE WESSEX RIDGEWAY: From the Stones to the Wheel – Warminster to Hindon

14 September.  The early morning warmth in the air boded well as I left Warminster, swiftly noted the suitably named Middle Hill and then  Scratchbury Hill before reaching Heytesbury.  What an idyllically situated village! I passed the ( very small) lock up; then residents taking offerings of jams, tomatoes and scarlet runners to their local…