• Walking my home patch helps me to find the profound in the local

    2 monthes ago - By The Guardian

    Hiking near home in the Scottish Borders, our writer discovers solace in familiar paths - as Dorothy Wordsworth did in the Lakes two centuries ago I stand at the top of a pass in the Scottish Borders. It's early November, and showers move slowly across the sky. I watch a dark cloud as it drifts near but, for now, I stay dry. The hillsides are covered in shades of brown and gold, the russet of decaying bracken contrasting beautifully with the yellow of birch leaves. Below me, flows the Caddon Water, a tributary of the Tweed in its middle course. Large on the horizon are the Cheviot Hills of...
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