A misty morning with coffee. After two days of wind and driving rain, it had to happen. The Northeaster relented, allowing the moisture-laden air over the cold Atlantic to slowly condensate into a silent wall of fog. It eagerly slides over subdued cumbers and onto the seaboard. And up in our glen, it seeps into…
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The nobility of a humble weir. Nothing beats seeing an erosion ditch silting up. Allow me to elaborate. Annually, South Africa loses 12.6 tonnes of valuable topsoil from every one of the country’s hectares. This is three times higher than Australia. At the risk of depressing the reader further, one should also bear in mind…
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