Welcome to ‘Writing with the Seasons,’ a collection of writing prompts, ideas and inspiration that follow the rhythms of the natural world as the year unfolds.
I write this from a little desk in the attic of an old farmhouse in Devon, with a gorgeous vast view over Dartmoor. I sleep with the curtains open so the morning sun sweeps in along with birdsong (and the cockerel). Summer sunlight is glorious. Energising and hopeful. I’ve been wondering how best to describe it.
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