Poet & Freelance Creative

Immediately I understand how much this project will be about the individuals who participate as it is about the valley. My focus is forced upwards to the faces as we speak; yes we are talking about Eskdale, about land and nature BUT these words can’t be taken in isolation from the voices who speak them. …

I experience fear when the valley vanishes entirely into mist. At the point when I no longer see undulating curtains of rain, like aurora; instead I’m gazing over the auburn edge of bracken into white. I felt alone before. Beautifully alone to sing, to greet particularly fine herdwicks as I pass. Suddenly, I’m aware of…