The Stories of Trees: An Ode to Jefferson Pines

My tree-loving soul was born on the breeze floating through Jefferson Pines, living in southern California at a little less than 7,000 feet above sea level. A new job in California took me far from the midwest, where I grew up near flat farmlands, where trees were planted as windbreaks, for apple harvests in the fall, or for barriers between houses...

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MusingsEleanor Cheetham
The Stories of Trees: Hazel

Trees. How different the undulating landscape of Hampshire would look without their majestic, towering presence upon the backdrop of the countryside. There is a source of life that exists beside our own, living within the branches and even inside the bark of the tree itself...

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MusingsEleanor Cheetham
Artist Spotlight: Martha Kelsey

Characterised by chalky shades and sorrowful washes, Martha Kelsey’s paintings belie their basic material: oil paints. Despite tackling a diverse range of figurative subject matter, Martha’s paintings frequently conjure a sense of earth and water...

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CreativeSarah Porteus
The Choice to Go Handmade

There is something magical about a handmade item. It’s almost as if all the love, time and thoughts that went into bringing it into being can be felt when you hold onto it. Things that have been made by small independent creatives, artists and designers tell a story, and if you listen closely you will hear that story...

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LifestyleMegan Price
Microadventures: Where Your Soul Thrives...

Soul, essence, inner being, whatever you want to call it, put it in an environment particularly one filled with nature and watch it flourish and thrive. Put it in that environment on a regular basis and watch it change for the better. Watch your mind feel clearer, feel your shoulders relax, let the feeling of calm drift over you, carrying you in a bubble of clarity, nothing else matters at this time...

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LifestyleChelsea Haden
Back to Basics

Growing up in a rural setting by the coast, I was dubious about moving to the city. Although I adored the pastoral landscape, I was curious about the change and knew I had a chance of finding work there. Admittedly Bath isn’t London, but sooner or later it became easy to adapt to the urbanised habits of a city-dweller, though I have never lost my desire for the outdoors.

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LifestyleJenna Rainey