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A few photos of a wild and windy early winter saunter through Fulbourn Fen and along Fleam Dyke

Not TINA but TATIANA — An advent address to prepare for the celebration of a lower case “c” christmas

What's the minister up to?

Everything is within the world of meaningfulness: the world holds forth. A written and photographic meditation on autumn and dying

Trail-following or trail-making?

Henry Bugbee's "even strokes" and a ‘somewhat absolute’ in experience