It may seem like there are no obvious links between the things that interest me. I love farming and conservation, but I’m also fixated on art and literature. The mixture makes sense in my own head, but I’ve realised that my writing lacks a readily identifiable home. So I’d like to try and make one here.
I like the idea of rebuilding this blog as an open notebook of ideas and reactions to the remote corner of rural Scotland where I live and work.
After years of writing towards the expectations of others, I won’t be aiming to be please anybody with this blog but myself. I find that refreshing, but I am not so coolly at peace with myself that I have completely abandoned the hope that you might like the odd thing too.