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This wintering land presents itself in the skeletal shapes of trees and light that comes and goes with the skudding clouds. The wind is a roar through the leafless oaks. The sun is warm, though, and I heat up quickly once we start walking up hill, a gradual ascent on a balcony path from Hartsop towards Boredale Hause.

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I walk in and between / this place shaped by cultures / the walls and paths and fields of humans / the culture of trees in touch with one another and the soil around them through an underground web

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Ralph Waldo Emerson’s words have never left me – when I find myself among trees they seem to always come back.

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The highest peaks are catching the last rays of sun as it dips in the west, sending the land into shadow. It’s just before 4pm and I’m looking over lines of grey on green, each fell writing itself on those beyond it, lines of light and dark writing the passing of time, another day’s turn. 

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a rising sun, milked gold
raven’s call echoes into sky
 
how much difference can a moment make
how much difference can a moment make

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We’re driving in, listening to the radio and all the talk is about Brexit – last night the government’s deal was voted down, Corbyn called for a vote of no confidence, and there is, if there could be, even more political uncertainty than before.

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It happens within minutes. My body warms, my breathing becomes louder, deeper and sets a rhythm to suit the pace, and we gain height. My body wakens and my senses tune in to what’s around. The sun is climbing in the sky, and as it does, the shadow of the Helvellyn range shortens its reach over Wythburn, then retreats from the surface of Thirlmere, revealing, in the water, a bright sky blue. 

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The day is windless and bright, perfect for our first attempt at installing the canvas. It looks serene, settled into the bracken-gold basin of Wythburn.

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Tiny Tag East: Behind Harter Fell

Heading from Sadgill up Gatesgarth Pass we’re following a walled-in track that once was trodden by people walking their flocks and their produce to Haweswater, and beyond to Shap and Penrith.

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Dec 30, 2018 Placing Tiny Tag West at Sprinkling Tarn

Today is all about clouds and warmth, an uncanny temperature of ten degrees. The mist has lifted to 500 metres but it’s playing with us, hiding and revealing crags and ghylls as we ascend the path towards Great End. 

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Sense of Here is a journey of enquiry into multiple senses of place, and we want to gather information in a variety of ways. So when we were offered the use of a set of Tiny Tags to monitor temperature, we jumped at the chance.

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The Journey Begins

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Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton

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