I noticed some relativity new graffiti on a young Beech at Burley Old's bird sanctuary, RIP. I hope it's not connected, but I haven't seen the architect and creator of the Sanctuary, a guy named Stephen, for quite a time now. That said, the site remains in good order and the birds well catered for as far a seed goes, so maybe the graffiti is unconnected; though I did consider that maybe the accumulated handy work of many others small acts maintain the Sanctuary.
Showing posts with label The Sanctuary. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Sanctuary. Show all posts
Sunday, 9 April 2023
Thursday, 28 October 2021
Utter dickery
The utter dickery of folk never ceases to astound me! Some plum (or plums) has built a fire against one of the Sanctuary's trees...what a remarkable lack of cognition. Fortuitously, by luck rather than judgement, not too much damage has been done to the poor tree. Where did we go so wrong that we forgot how to use the fundamental tools which were foundational in the human journey? Of course, it may have been they just didn't give a toss, wilful ignorance is certainly in vogue. Though I like to believe it's more a naïvety, for which I blame a lack of socialization to bushcraft or survival skills, due to our belief in the infallibility of modernity and our dominion over nature...silly monkeys. You know, we could have those believes seriously tested if we carry on our current trajectory. How many people know how to build and feed a fire, the different tinders or methods of igniting them or the properties of individual woods in relation to fire...or anything else for that matter. That's just the tip of an enormous lost essential knowledge iceberg too. How to read landscapes and skies, navigation, flora and fauna, medicinal plants, hunting and foraging, acquiring water, building shelter, and so much more all gone from our collective consciousness. We've lost all the basic survival skills which for thousands of years were innate to our ancestors. Is it any surprise we're lost too, so disconnected from the world that sustains us.
Labels:
Burley Old,
bushcraft,
New Forest,
survival,
The Sanctuary
The Sanctuary
I was chatting to the guy, Steve, who created and maintains/extends what I've previously called Burley Old Clearing, and I asked him what he calls his creation, he replied...The Sanctuary. So, the Sanctuary it is. More apt than the 'clearing' anyway.
Labels:
Burley Old,
Burley Old clearing,
New Forest,
The Sanctuary
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