Lost in a landscape: Barton Turf
by Nick | April 15, 2018 | Lost in a landscape | 4 Comments
Barton Turf – White light and angels. It rained, my god how it rained. A bank holiday hex hanging over Easter. And typically the patterns of various occupations in one household left me on my own staring at a refracted sodden world as the cars trundling along Aylsham...
Lost in a Landscape: Scottow
by Nick | March 22, 2018 | Lost in a landscape | 3 Comments
Memory has a strange tonal range. There are sparks of colour in between the washes of grey and flat spots of black or white. I have a very distinct memory of first learning to ride a bike. Oddly for some reason that escapes me, it wasn’t at the hands of a parent...
Lost in a Landscape: Stratton Strawless
by Nick | February 15, 2018 | Lost in a landscape | 1 Comment
Stratton Strawless There is this thing were you travel through a landscape, passing things, that have become lost, part of the blur of the countryside, the unnoticed facets of a landscape which sit just back, away from our arterial routes cut as they are by human...
Lost in a Landscape: Wayland Wood
by Nick | July 25, 2017 | Lost in a landscape, Mythogeography | 4 Comments
There is a darkness in woodland, hiding in the shade of the green canopy, something that retracts in the sunlight in the corner of your vision, beyond the growing and shrinking of the shadows, the greening, then yellowing, then bareness, with each revolution of the...
Lost in a Landscape: Trunch
by Nick | July 16, 2017 | Lost in a landscape | 1 Comment
There’s a lot in a name, Trunch has one that doesn't fit in in Norfolk, or in fact in England. Locally it sits uneasily with the profusion of ~hams and ~tons, and ~bys and ~thorps. East Anglia’s toponymy is that of the invaded, repeatedly settled. People who move into...
Lost in a Landscape: Rich pickings – Swafield
by Nick | July 6, 2017 | Lost in a landscape | 3 Comments
Swafield and Bradfield ‘Fruit picking’ and ‘Pick your own’, are something commonly seen on hand painted signs still wedged in hedges and gateways across rural East Anglia and the Fens, it was and is part of a year long routine in Norfolk, especially with summer...
Lost in a landscape: Little Witchingham
by Nick | June 25, 2017 | Lost in a landscape | 4 Comments
There's a sea of barley, the horizon a shadowed thin night cloud line of trees. In the late afternoon heat this far from the coast there's no wind, no air sucked in by the heated land to move the thorned tops. Everything is calm. The summer hasn't advanced enough to...
Lost in a Landscape – Lyng Easthaugh
by Nick | June 20, 2017 | Lost in a landscape | 6 Comments
Lyng Easthaugh The lands to the west of Norwich have only a passing familiarity for me. I grew up in north-east Norfolk where I recognise the landscape facets and how they fit together pretty well, the marl pits and churches and the little winding roads that dip in...
Lost in a landscape: Edingthorpe – Rising toward the surface
by Nick | June 1, 2017 | Lost in a landscape | 4 Comments
The cloud has almost boiled back, the sun chasing a lowering and disintegrating weak ridge of low pressure, there's a space for early summer between it and the next low dragging in from the south west. Temperatures are rising into those of a late summer day, yet it's...
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