A fellow walker gave me details of her walk she’d planned for the next day; it’s a relatively common and laudable custom among walkers – many lives have been saved thanks to it. At one point I realised that as my diary for that day was unusually empty – unlike the following day – I could actually join her for…
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A short break in Poland reminded me what genuine winter looked like.
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So here we are, at the beginning of the New Year. Let me be honest, for decades it’s been just another night as far as I am concerned, differing from all the other nights only in the level of noise outside at midnight. The date as well as the time have been set artificially without any connection to natural phenomena.…
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Ben Aigan Woods was my ‘playground’ for years. Yet there were paths there that I had never walked. After Christmas I decided to explore one of them, supposedly running around the summit. Of course I could have checked whether I was right, using services like Google Earth – but that would kill the joy of exploration. I hit the forest…
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A couple of weeks ago, I was delivering yet another boring Sunday sermon. The final part of it included a story about a grandfather talking to his grandson. The grandfather was a member of the Cherokee tribe of Native American Indians. Only a few days later, I learnt that one of my parishioners had heard the word ‘turkey’ instead of…