Suspended in Gaffa
What was it about the fourth track from the 1982 Kate Bush 'The Dreaming' album that reminded me of wild places? After searching and sifting my grey matter for most of the journey home tonight the answer struck me. It was right in front of me, like the bare trees in the forest this morning. It is something that I like to revisit time and time again.
Going into the forest, or the highlands of Scotland, or the Howgills, is an experience that changes every time I visit these places. Being able to visit and revist many many times over a favourite place and it still being able to give me a new adventure is exciting.
Today marked the return to Grizedale Forest with John Muir Candidates after a long absence and it was a good morning that we all had learninga about natural regeneration, how to recognise tree species, how to work safely with regard to other forest users, how to use tools safely, how to listen and apply instructions, but more importantly how to think about what was being done and why it was being done.
It was a revisit to a favourite place and it was an exciting adventure.
"It's in the trees! It's coming! When I was a child, hiding in the night, afraid of what might be....."
Hounds of Love
