During the course of the last two weeks, spring has shown me some spectacular things and where once was a vaguely hinted mirage of the season, now a full form…
In February, I twice took a walk upon Pennard Hill, a paradise of undulating earth, combes, ridges, and springs, amidst fields lined by far-reaching hedges, carved through by ditches and…
May is so welcome. All the greens have arrived in a cascade of hues too plentiful to discern individually. The up-coiling hedgerows writhe with the colour, a plethora of verdant…
Hazel Flowers This is spring, its very first inklings sprinkled throughout the hedgerows of Stone Down. At first glance, these early February days might seem like any other week of…
Oaks of Stone Down As I unpick the introduction to this month's article, I stand at the moment of oak's bud burst, a significant turning point that for me marks…
In some of the darkest nooks and crannies of Glastonbury, the blackthorn grows so slow and old that it has become draped in a full regalia of lichen. At this…
Spring’s first exhalation carries through the lanes of Avalon trailed by a delicate lace of tentative bird song that, along with the early blossoms of plum and thorn, come to…
Many of this month's walks have been carefully planned to span the gaps between one shower and the next, darting from orchard to orchard to experience the next downpour from…
Bring the outside in with the To The Trees Newsletter each Full Moon – Monthly creative writing from Matt’s walking adventures in Avalon. Also, news, upcoming events, and creative work not seen elsewhere.