Tag: storm
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3 – 9 January 2026
Saturday Sunrise, 8:04am God, it’s the best day for walking! On the way back to the wood the setting sun hits the trees, colouring trunks and bare branches bronze. On the ground a mist is gathering. The sun sets in nine minutes and I have all the time in the world. As I head back…
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8 – 12 December 2025
Tuesday Sunrise: 7:52am The weather is furious, hurling rain at windows and roaring into the sky. The whole house shakes with it, dreams are shaped by it, windows rattle and I can’t wait for it to end. On the station platform I join the rest of the commuters huddled into coats and puffer jackets. We…
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30 December 2024 – 3 January 2025
Wednesday 1 January 2025 Things I know from keeping notes. In January, the sound of woodpeckers will echo around the leafless wood. The park will freeze and there’ll be a crunchy frost with bright blue shadows. As the sun rises, contrails will glow pink in the sky and linger like frozen shooting stars. There will…
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2 – 6 December 2024
Storm Darragh is currently raging across the U.K. More than 170,000 homes are without power. In the south east the wind whips through every crack and hurls rain at every wall and window, but we’re protected from the worst of it and thankful. This has been the second of two weeks off. When I started…
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18 – 22 November 2024
Monday Sunrise 7:23am “Don’t let her fool ya. She’s a fucking demon behind those eyes”. I look again at the fluffy white pup, ten weeks old with bright blue eyes. Her owner – late teens, early twenties – stopped first, so I turned back to oblige, to chat. He tells me the dog, Lenka, is…
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29 January – 2 February
Monday There’s a reason I stopped litter picking on Mondays in winter. It’s poor both emotionally and editorially. Tuesday Train strike. On the muddy path near the earthworks someone has carved JESUS CHRIST in large letters. I can’t tell if it’s meant as a blessing or a curse. Wednesday Everything outside has a pink hue,…
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22 – 26 January 2024
It’s Friday. There’s blue sky and sun, although it’s still windy. There’s squirrel in the centre of the garden, digging. If it comes for the bulbs in pots I’ll scalp it. Most of this week has been storms and rain: first Storm Isha, then Storm Jocelyn. Storms get named because the Met Office thinks it’s easier…
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30 October – 2 November
A short week this week. Monday Sunrise 6:49am sunset 16:47pm I walked to the woods to look for autumn, but it wasn’t there. We’re 2 days from November – is it supposed to be like this? There are leaves on the ground, but if you look up all the trees are green. I wonder if…
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18 – 22 September
Monday There were thunderstorms last night and heavy rain. I got up to look, but the lightning paled in comparison to next door’s oversensitive security lights. Nothing in the garden looked quite right: the wrong kind of dark, the wrong kind of light. I went to the wood yesterday, so today I head to the…
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Week 46: 21 – 26 November
Monday Shuffle shuffle kick. In some parts of the wood the paths are barely damp and the leaves are crisp and dry. In other parts it’s a quagmire. CAUTIONCYCLISTS Says the sign. Underneath someone has written: ‘HORSES’, complete with inverted commas. Like they think bikes are some kind of new-fangled horse. Tuesday “It’s cold by…
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