On the left the weather when I prepared the walk, on the right as it was on the day. On the plus side at least the parking was easier, bearing in mind it was a bank holiday weekend in a
We started by sitting in the sun looking at some old maps of the wood from 1853 to 1950 and discussing the changes in tracks and fencing of boundaries. Even though the wood looks wild to us there are layers
A second all-day workshop with local 8 year-olds based at the fantastic Cleveland Ironstone Mining Museum in Skinningrove.
This time I brought a microscope with me, which most children hadn’t used before, and we looked at a seed from Goosegrass to
Today was based at the amazing Cleveland Ironstone Mining Museum in Skinningrove, forming part of their summer activities for eight year old children in the area.
We started the day with a great game to get to know everyone’s names. It was genuinely a great
The first of our woodland walks started with us all congregating on the corner of Cleveland Street in Liverton Mines, a place that didn’t exist in 1853; we looked at maps of the area from 1853, 1893 and 1913…then off
When we were planning this project Kate thought it would be a great idea to get some inspiration from nature diarists of the past…she was so right. Off we set on a minibus to the Great North Museum in Newcastle
Today’s workshop was hosted by the Cleveland Ironstone Mining Museum in Skinningrove, which if you go and visit you will see where we sketched from looking out over into the valley (pics later) and that would be just like when
When writing the grant, we planned a lovely summer evening photographing all the summer-flowering woodland wildflowers and trees in the summertime. I checked to see if all the summer wildflowers and summer trees in summer were there the day before
This time we were in the Saltburn Valley Gardens Woodland Centre with lots of people who had never drawn anything since they left school. So, I cheerfully handed out lots of complicated looking wildflowers in a caring/sharing way and said
I was just about to start our first sketching workshop when suddenly, through the open doors of the Wildlife Trust HQ at Margrove, there was the sound of a bird making a noise like a fire alarm. This distracted me into