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Rachel Burch Westcountry Photography

Landscape Photographer with chronic illness, wheelchair user.
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I’ve lived in and around Dartmoor for twenty odd years now, I know western Dartmoor where I live now fairly well but some parts remain mysteriously unexplored. 

 

I used to be a pro photographer before I became unwell ten years ago and became a wheelchair user.

 

The illness is really boring with an unpronounceable name, suffice to say I feel dreadful most of the time, and I find it hard to sit up in my  wheelchair.

 

The moor has kept me sane through the last decade, my weekly trips out with my camera have remained a  priority. I take most of my photos from my car now so lanes feature a lot, they are photogenic, and to me, part of  Dartmoor’s charm.

 

The moorland animals, cows, sheep and ponies wandering about randomly give this place an unruly charm, and a character of its own. I also write poetry, inspired by the moor’s history and landscape.

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Oaks 

 

We have stood ship backed 

 

Against the wind, and the rain

 

Our roots delve deep in the Devon soil.

 

Moss, and bird song protect us

 

We watch, we breath as the sun turns.

 

Our branches hold a thousand lives

 

Earthbound we know our songs.

 

Spinning endlessly under the ancient stars.

 


 

Stones of the Western Moors

 

We were built as a compass to the 

 

Stars and the sun

 

The moon held us 

 

As the earth turned.

 

We were raised in wildwood 

 

Times, when fires burned 

 

In hearts above.

 

Standing still, prayers still

 

Drip from us,

 

We hold your knowledge

 

In the turning of the sun.