After a convolutedly wonderful, if unfinished and rather exhausting, walk from one corner of Dartmoor to the other, and quite a number of weeks spent immersed in an amazing garden, in grounding myself and finding a path forward, we found out that the straight way between Leewood and High Heathercombe is actually quite beautiful and…
Two and a half month later... My castle has kept on moving. It's been quite a couple of months, it seems as if all has changed, yet it feels very much the same. Perhaps I am finally becoming my castle? After an amazing time at High Heathercombe—which I'm sure I'm going to repeat—and a fabulous…
Some time last year I realised I could not go on with my life as it was. I had a great life, though, don't get me wrong. But I won't get into that here. That belongs to The Beginning. I left my job, many of my friends, and the place I had chosen to be…
Howl's Moving Castle 