Monthly Archives: June 2021

Closing church doors

The church door was locked. Church doors seem locked most of the time now. Perhaps it is some restriction related to the virus, or perhaps the person who once opened and closed the church each day has had, through age … Continue reading

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Climbing gates

The grass in the meadow beside the house has grown thick and tall in the moisture and warmth of the past two weeks. There will be a good cut of silage. The five bar gate to the field stood closed, … Continue reading

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Our forgotten dead

A tree grows up out of a grave at Saint Andrew’s Church in High Ham. The name of the deceased, whose mortal remains lay beneath the tree, is indecipherable, not that legibility would add much to knowledge of them. The … Continue reading

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No sultry silences

A thundery, sultry afternoon, more akin to late August than early June. On such afternoons in childhood days the Somerset landscape would be blanketed in silence. Such occasional sound as there was had to struggle to break through the heavy … Continue reading

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Dartmoor June

“Blazing June,” it always seemed an odd description of the month. No June in England was ever really blazing – except, perhaps June 2018. Nevertheless, there were some who reckoned it the best month of the year, the days were … Continue reading

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