
100 Things to Do in the Park, Part Two
The first 50 Carve your initials into the bark of a tree. Organise an egg-and-spoon race. Organise a fĂȘte. Fly Continue reading
The first 50 Carve your initials into the bark of a tree. Organise an egg-and-spoon race. Organise a fĂȘte. Fly Continue reading
There is a park in Ashkelon we used to call The Big Lawn. I spent most of my teenage years Continue reading
Think of a question that has been with you for a while. And then think of a place in nature Continue reading
Sit on a bench. Play tennis. Ride your bike. Sunbathe on the grass. Run and jog. Drink coffee, tea, a Continue reading
All I seem to leave the house for is sex and the gym, which feel somehow, now that I write Continue reading
A good workout deserves a reward. That’s the way my mind works. This evening I couldn’t settle until I’d had Continue reading
The second instalment from the Running in the Park series. The thing that most surprised me when I recorded myself Continue reading
The park is the countryside. The park is a patch of countryside, transplanted, or a remnant of what was here Continue reading