The poetry - well, amongst other things, I wrote a haiku:
Eggardon
Home to Meadow Brown
And the summer song of larks
In exaltation
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| Eggardon Hill - south face |
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| Quaking Grass and Hawksbit |
Sunday, 18 June 2017
Day 18 - Eggardon Hill again
It might be Day 18 of 30 Days Wild, but it was Day 2 of my creative writing workshop at Askerswell/Eggardon Hill and another scorcher. Again I was glad of the breeze as I sat and contemplated what this landscape would have looked like as a gleaming white beacon, ravaged of its lush verdant beauty. I was glad to see it in its regeneration, revitalised - for once human intervention has enhanced our landscape - let's hope it stays that way.
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