Before I was born my family nearly moved house but my big sister rejected the new house my parents had chosen because it did not have any 'good climbing trees in the garden'. Consequently, I grew up in a house with a garden that had two huge wild cherry trees growing side by side at the end …
Tag: sycamore
walking the line (and the woods)
I love the way that London’s green and wild corners are revealing themselves to me little by little. One day, as I was jogging around Finsbury Park, I noticed a steady stream of walkers and cyclists seeping in and out of a narrow passageway above a railway bridge. Curious, I crossed over the bridge …
conservation in the cemetery
So I spent Valentine’s Day in a graveyard cutting down trees... First I attacked a patch of ash and sycamore saplings with loppers. I looked on as a holm oak was toppled and then I helped cut up the branches and stash them out of sight behind a large gravestone. Later, I sawed down a …
Little Wild Tales 