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Spike Woods
Oct 12, 2020
THE GREAT SPECKLED BIRD.
It was New Year's Eve and I was nineteen, and filled with the Bird-God myth. I crossed the river Trent by ferry-boat at Barton ferry and...
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Spike Woods
Sep 25, 2020
September 26 2020.
There is a cool wind blowing across the garden from the North-East, scattering carmine Virginia creeper leaves across the grass -...
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Spike Woods
Sep 24, 2020
LOCKDOWN SPOONS etc.
April 2 2020. Corona virus still rampant across the world. I am isolating myself here for the duration. and one of my daughters is...
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Spike Woods
Nov 4, 2019
The hard winter on Mynydd Melin farm 1963
Most times it’s a hard day, but now and then you get a little chance to sit down on a bale of hay in the cowshed and listen to the great...
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