'Nature Doesn't Know Best'

It's the ultimate arrogance. They're so fond of telling us that all of  this country's landscape is the result of management and that nature has to be controlled. This top-downism is rife across all areas of the nation's affairs. It's evident in the UK being one of the most centralised nations. Nobody who gains dominion over any empire small or large ever wishes it away; and that leads them to manufacture storylines to justify their roles as being indispensible.

Just as the public doesn't know what's good for it - the mantra of managers in private and public corporations, so also with nature: it just doesn't know what's best. "We" must manage it because it's "our" role.

All you need to do is use your senses, really use your senses and cultivate a feeling for natural beauty in all its phases and appearances.

It shows not simply in the re-birth of Spring but also in decline and decay. I've shown enough pictures of piles of butchered limbs from crude chain saw activities. ("Tree Surgeons" is one of the notable euphemisms of our time. I'm waiting for the local butchers shop to be renamed a "Livestock Surgery").

The pictures here are of scenes that owe nothing to meddlesome management and for that reason can hardly survive those whose role is to beat it down and turn it into tidy piles. "But you do know don't you that wee creatures love woodpiles and that all aids the lovely biodiversity that's so important - even though it looks crap"