This piece for the Guardian Country Diary was inspired by a night walk in the
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Articles by Sara Hudston
The River Tone at Taunton flows brown beside shopfronts, cafes and the Brewhouse theatre, sliding
Ten o’clock on a hot, still evening with the dew falling like nectar on parched
Who was St Wite? Nobody knows. She is a mystery, and that is part of her power. There are no written historical records of her life. But there is a strong and consistent oral tradition that she was a Saxon woman who lived as a hermit on the cliffs near her sacred well.
The sound of chiff-chaffs shouting in the woods falls away as I follow the South
It’s the yellow that catches my eye. Bright egg-yolk splotched with black warts, glistening against
Nearly seven thousand years ago the people who lived beside the Samara River on the
It takes five workers eight hours to thrash three acres worth of wheat reed. That’s
Some places invite responses from the deepest part of the unconscious mind. Dig down through
A winter night in the Marshwood Vale. Written for Dorset Life magazine December issue. The