On Nurture, Nature, and “Perspective”

Written by James Clark

It’s strange to think that in the city, with the world at your fingertips, that you’d ever miss country life. I’ve spent most of life growing up in a small village in rural Wiltshire– and nature has been my nurture, if you’ll allow me. In the change of the seasons, I’ve found a rhythm of life; the quiet has brought me peace; the forests have given me escape. I’ve been so lucky to be awarded a unique perspective – to have learnt how to breathe when life can become overbearing. Even now, stepping off a crowded coach into the dapple light of my Wiltshire valley, I become grounded – and I become whole.