There are pockets of Poughkeepsie that still have a rural look and feel. Cows graze and the corn is ripe…
Here then, as promised is the indulgence of blackberry poems. (For any very young readers confused by Thirteen Ways of…
If we had some bacon we could have bacon and eggs but we've got no eggs. That First World War…
Farm work is one of the best jobs for getting to know people as they really are. The…
Paul Nash's fascination with aerial bombardment led him to an ecstatic vision of “the sky blossoming with floating flowers”. This,…
I'm not giving anything away by quoting the deep irony of the last lines of Saplings: Turns you over, don’t…
Long years ago, we made a tryst with destiny and now the time comes when we shall redeem our pledge...…
"I was so rushed I had not time to go into the details," - Cyril Ratcliffe. The political leaders of…
After early mist the morning of Sunday August 18 1940 was bright with clear skies. It came to be known…
The land army fights in the fields. It is in the fields of Britain that the most critical battle of…