Storm Barra picking up its wrath at Kirkinner, Dumfriesshire in the Forest. The trees are about 70 years old and whippy enough to be able to dance to the tune of the wind. It’s a beautiful spectacle looking at this avenue, with a spilt gold path of beech leaves below. Its howling with alarming sounds of tree knuckles crashing and splintering all around. Nearby crazy nodding synchronised reeds as the storm water slaps the shore angrily.
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Geopoetry 2020
I am so pleased to be invited to speak at this years Geopoetry 2020 event which will take place on line. The free registration website is now open: https://www.geolsoc.org.uk/geopoetry20 if you want to join us. Here are my submissions based on human connection with landscape.
