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Sunday's dawn broke as a golden ball of fire, at first slowly creeping above the horizon, then gathering pace, up, up into the sky. I was spell bound by the mists,...

At this time of year the fields of barley (with its long wispy delicate whiskers) and wheat are starting to turn and ripen. Barley changes beautifully from its vibrant green...

It was a small but interesting party who set off keenly on Saturday morning to walk through North Dorset's spectacular countryside in England. Julia Killick (CBE) and Lynn Bann are Foot...

We emerge from our car into a right pea souper. Fog hangs like a white veil across the wintry countryside. Everything looks hazy. Soon fine droplets start clinging to our...