Outside of society, they’re waitin’ for me

The older I get the more the city feels alien to me. I want to live in a house of wood and stone in some wild place, a Radagast of New Middle Earth. I’ll be a friend to bird and beast alike and strange people will not be welcome unless they are the good kind of strange. Interested parties: meet me in the field filled with sunshine (somewhere in north Shropshire).

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