20/12/24 (coming soon!)

Written by jgrowden

Hello reader(s),

What’s up? Don’t actually answer that please. I’m just feeling like writing, and I need to do some badly-timed promo for my badly-timed kickstarter campaign (don’t worry it’s not ending for a little while, so pledges won’t go out until just after the 27th of January).

Here’s the link! I’m crowdfunding to pay for the printing of the 2nd part of my series of books of instant photos from an ancient woodland.

In other related news, Forestry and Land Scotland are due any minute now to start working on tidying up the woodland. As far as I know, they’re taking away the dangerous trees, and mostly everything except the hardwoods that haven’t gone over. It’s going to be… a shock to see, I think. I don’t really want to think about it until it happens, really. I’m not sure what happens to all the brash (branches and leaves and stuff), and what happens to the trees that are over and turning into mossy ridges already. I’m scared it’ll never be the same again, or, at least, a bit like it is now, in my lifetime.

I walked through the woods the other day, and this appeared in my notebook:


I think my heart could break
if they took the style
or that rock in the wall
one mossy twig
the lichen on a fencepost
my favourite beech tree
any single blade of grass
the limb I saw a squirrel climb
a wet pinecone
two lungfuls of air
the fly that landed on my knee
the drop of water that smudged my words
the microscopic orchid seed
the solitary raven
the pen I dropped somewhere in here
any of the mushrooms
or the tiny purple flowers

Jessie x