Noticed that the swifts have left Ventnor when I laid in bed this morning without this sort of non-stop silliness. Roll on next summer. ☀️🌊

And I've loved this song for 15 years -- what a night to hear it!

A real joy to be at the launch of 'Is A River Alive?' tonight, with my supervisor and friend @robgmacfarlane.bsky.social and a room full of brilliant and interesting people. Viva la riva! 🌊🌿

Year 23, somehow, of the Easter Monday palgrimage to St Albans.

More convinced than ever that the answer to all of that (*gestures widely at the world*) is to grab some old pals and do a big walk. 🙏

T-shirt weather, abandoning the laptop for a big loop walk along the coast, and coming alive like a houseplant at the feel of some actual sun. March is good, isn't it?

My grandma was the gardener. This is a poem my grandad wrote about watching her potter about in their garden.

"Everything is at is should be,
As everything ever has been."

Appreciate the Glück poem isn't really about snowdrops, but I always think of it around now. And of my grandparents, and my grandma saying 'well Arth, we've made it through another winter' when the snowdrops and aconites came up in their garden. An odd and interesting little node of connections.

Setting this as an Out Of Office for my paid work while I'm getting stuck into my PhD work. (From @golden_frog_inn on instagram)

Love a bit of Sebaldian melancholy with my coffee.

Happy Tuesday, all. Life slopes downwards toward decay and entropy. Former glories are lies. Dressing gowns are flammable.

👍 👴 🔥

Watched the day disappear around the neighbours' house over 15 minutes this evening.

Loved the vision and variation of Glenn Ligon's 'All Over the Place' at the Fitzwilliam -- and if you think museums are for nerds, you can see 'Waiting for the Barbarians' (nine English translations of the closing lines of Cavafy's poem) without even having to step inside. Great stuff.

An old friend, a flask of coffee, and a few miles in the frost before work this morning.

Oh actually I can wrap this up in 2 -- acts 2 & 3 here. Sweet freedom!

A play in three acts from a walk earlier this week.

#1 tip for helping a sheep out of a fence? Put your phone away and heave it. 🐑✌️ 1/3

That's me done in Cambridge until the new year. See you in 2025, Emmanuel. 🙏👋

Feeling very lucky to have caught Wayne Mcgregor's adaption of Margaret Atwood's Maddaddam trilogy at the Royal Opera House yesterday.

Wild, ambitious, emotional. Music by @maxrichtermusic.bsky.social. Big recommend if you get the chance.

New sleep paralysis demon just dropped (she's lovely). Morning, all. 🌅

Hi all -- feel like I've just walked into a room full of interesting people. By way of a quick intro:

I'm Tom. I'm a writer and researcher with an interest in walking, landscape, medievalism, folklore and folk ritual, pilgrimage, protest and the politics of land ownership.
Happy to be here! 👋 🙏