On the Rural Life
Chekhov once said that literature was his mistress and medicine his lawful wedded wife, and that when he tired of one, he flew to the
Chekhov once said that literature was his mistress and medicine his lawful wedded wife, and that when he tired of one, he flew to the
In the thrill of a deer stalk, the world is revealed to be what it truly is, a divine communication.
Small towns find new ways to attract young families in ‘Empty Spain’
Hunting is a glorious renewal of a covenant with the land, that common setting that binds a rural community.
Beyond a stance in favour of the countryside, the political platform of the Alliance rurale is unclear.
Locals have pulled back the curtain on the false promises of wind and solar, telling the dirty secrets of supposedly clean and green energy, and doing their best to form a democratic shield against technocrats and capitalists from Madrid to Brussels.
As lovely as it is to see far-flung hamlets of stone houses reinhabited, it is also sometimes difficult to find in their tenuous revival a genuine re-founding of the traditional Europe of which they were originally a part.
Mushrooms are teachers, and we ought to learn from them.
The annual protest to rally for politics in favour of rural areas has been going on for years, but this year’s demonstration brought out a record number of participants. Organisers, principally farmers and hunters associations, estimated that 400,000 people marched en masse through several of Madrid’s principal streets.
I spent part of the Christmas Season in the American state where I spent most of my childhood: Vermont. Known today primarily for its left-wing
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