For the past two years I have been living between a city centre and an industrial estate. The closest roads are main arteries to and from the city, and the biggest open spaces around are the shopping centre and the middle of the canal. It's fair to say that there has been very little nature to relax and inspire me. In these two years, I have made a personal discovery: I need nature to relax me. And since I have such a lack of green pastures and long walks in the fresh air nearby (the canal hardly counts - a single dirt track for the "riverside walk" leading to a built up shopping area in the docks) I have taken desperate measures to get my fix of plants and trees: I have turned to nature writing.
