Rural affairs
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Country diary: Gelt Woods, Cumbria The modern river has sunk down into a narrow channel, carving the rock into strange shapes like rolling muscles or slumped candle wax
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Originally published in the Manchester Guardian on 4 November 1916: The plough moves slowly under clouds which come so low that, ‘you can feel the rain in and out of them’
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Country diary: Strathnairn, Highlands I counted 18 of them coming in to feed on the mixed grain we spread out on two ground-level bird tables below the apple trees
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Country Diary: Odell, Bedfordshire An ape-like shuffle brings me under coppiced hazel bushes to a string of pale, sunlit fungi
Country diary In a Lilliputian world of leaf litter