Last weekend I was staying at a friend’s at Land’s End, a peninsular that stares down the Atlantic and gets the full force of the Atlantic winter storms. I woke up in the night as the 40 knot winds kicked and punched at the windows, cracking the curtain to see the waves trash the beach and rumble in the dark. [Read more…] about A Storm in England; how weather gives us back our nature
Once upon a time I lived a life where the weather was outside. It was Other. It was something that happened out the window. Something I merely went through to get from one inside space to the next inside space. From my front door to the bus, from the bus to the office.
Thank god that’s not true anymore. [Read more…] about Why Our Lives Should be Defined by the Weather