Week 4 This is a long one, so please be prepared, as the topic is serious. I have broken the text halfway, so that you can recharge your...

Week 2 Introduction There are few better ways of seeing the effects of climate change than standing atop a Lake District mountain. I had...

Week 53 It is fitting that I write this final blog of the year as another storm assaults Lakeland[i]. This time it is Storm Gerrit. There...

Week 52 I have been worrying about the saplings I have transplanted and am astonished by the number I have seen. I keep finding them,...

Week 51 For many years I have found that the sounds of Nature relax me. I even have a recording of a bubbling mountain stream to play at...

Week 50 I wish climate change could decide what it wants to be. One moment there is snow, the next high wind, then flooding, followed by...

Week 49 I hope I have not done the wrong thing. I have been dithering for several weeks as to whether I should transplant some trees from...

Week 48 The time of year has now arrived to think about moving vegetation, trees especially. My land was once ancient woodland, and no...

Week 47 It seems to have been raining non-stop for the past week, in addition to another storm. This time it was Storm Debi, which in...

Week 46 A short while ago, I wrote that this year had been bad for devil’s bit scabious. Normally my land is filled with the flower but...

Week 45 Nobody likes me, everybody hates me I think I’ll go eat worms![i] Although these words have been spoken or sung in many different...

Week 44 What is it about autumn colours that are so pleasing? This year, for reasons I cannot explain, the colours on my land are...

Week 43 I suppose, for a renaturer, I should not be planting anything, but simply allowing Nature to steer me. Yet I admit to having...

Week 42 It was probably the wind, although I will never know, as passers-by have done strange things before. This week there was one of...

Week 41 I see it whenever I am on my land yet spare it barely a thought. It is a vital, critical feature of what I possess and an...

Week 40 I see it as being any moment, as my deciduous trees begin to turn brown, and their leaves start to curl. Next will be the glances...

Week 39 If I ever have doubt about renaturing, I look from the kitchen window onto my land beyond when it is raining. Fault Lakeland if...

Week 38 I have just returned from foraging and have gathered a large number of blackberries. There is something attractive about eating...

Week 37 It has been a sadder week than normal, as I have encountered several problems. Everything started with the grass snake[i] that...

Week 36 Right now, my land is harbouring plenty of fallen white petals, thanks to several Eucryphia[i],[ii] that are shedding their load....