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hannah asked me to write about growing. the calendar that i have been born into tells me it is ‘spring equinox’ today. my fingers - raw cracked and remembering tell me that last week i was planting beans, broccoli, tomatoes, lettuce.   i suppose with some sort of faith that they would grow. and, also, knowing that this was not inevitable. learning, in fact, that it was not inevitable those fingers who planted them would be the fingers who ate them.   and so – with things being put in the soil my mind turns to ground. to earth. to bedrock. from the south west of these celtic isles, i wonder about the land we find ourselves on and discover...

Inspired by the previous blog post Sophie wrote to me to ask to write a guest post... enjoy this wisdom    I have been witness to the story of Tamay & Me for 8 years (and its inception another 8 years before that).  It is the sort of love story that seems to get deeper with time.  It carries a kind of enlivenment – a rare and sacred thing, especially in these times.    To bear witness is a beautiful and humbling role.  I also believe it to be necessary.  For what are we humans to do if not shed some tears for and sing the love songs of that which we propose to learn from? Surely this could be a...