Whether winter-faded ferns, the spindly harvestman or the tyrannical stare of an irate chicken, through-lines from the prehistoric to our modern age are all around us in November, says John Lewis-Stempel

I’m sceptical about news stories you sometimes read of big black cats roaming the countryside. I was, however, tempted to don my boots for a hike I found on the internet titled In the Footsteps of the

Meanderings we couldn’t fit into the issue, but which seemed terribly important at the time...

On the face of it, there is a wonderful simplicity to the gardens at Brodsworth Hall in winter. Dig deeper though, and there’s a meticulous honouring of the past, paired with a drive for new developme

There is a van in John Little’s garden. That information may not seem so surprising perhaps, until you learn that the van in question isn’t simply parked. It is semi-submerged, with greenery growing o

Some final thoughts from the team at RAIL