The installations are arranged according to the church’s cruciform design.
As Prideaux writes, “For hundreds of generations, we have managed our relationship with this wild part of our community.
Some human communities have done better than others.
As we face the storm of climate change and political upheaval, we are designing a desolate future where the world is monetized and wildness is gone.
A tiger’s footprints will not be seen in snowdrifts.
“I have stood in the shadowland and dreamed a path. Spark your own dreaming.” A timely and empowering essay, written by an extraordinary woman.
It will stay with you long after you have finished reading.It quickens the woodlands with liveliness, as to be quick also means to be alive, germinating its seedling songs in the leaves, inseminating the air. A little riff-raff of sparrows chitter in the hedge.Blue tits and great tits chip in a divertimento in hemidemisemiquavers. A robin fills its little red sail with wind and sails into the day. (Not solely a metaphor, that: a bird’s flight muscles are attached to what is called a keel bone.) As soon as I hear it, I want to describe it, as if once I have breathed in birdsong, I must transpose it into a human key and breathe it out in language.Much of the developed world has already erased their local species and ecosystems.But, the political shift towards globally centralized decisions is taking any choice about that association away from all of us.Micah White, author of is a clarion call for civil society to step forward and demand greater power.She deserves to be widely read.’ Donna Mulvenna, author of Birdsong After the Storm: Giving Power to Communities to Speak for Wildlife in International Environmental Governance, is an indispensable guide for the future, combining decades of cutting-edge conservation with an offering of solutions to some of the most pressing problems of our time, not only gives civil society the answers it needs to a future including a non-human world —It offers us hope.Little Toller celebrates its tenth birthday this year, so we’re delving into our archives to pick out pieces of writing that have been pivotal on our journey. I cannot hear fast enough to keep up, so the last notes of his cadence fall silent before I have properly heard the first, and by the time I deeply hear his song, he has already finished.Jay Griffiths wrote ‘Birdsong’ for a collection of new woodland writing that we published as I am thirsty for this music. If starlight is emitted light years ago, and we may only see it after a star has ceased to shine, so I seem to hear this bird only after it has ceased to sing, its song emitted just sound-seconds ago but always uncatchable.An old woman who after 80 years of living in a Spiti Valley village dares to hope she will see a snow leopard, an example of the success seen when a small local NGO and community representatives work closely with government officials.You’ll also read of a manatee and her small dark calf muddling along the lake bed in safety because of an impressive local civil society organization, which represents so much of what is possible for the future.