Blood vessel with red and white blood cells. Credit: University of Edinburgh (via Wellcome Collection)

The taste of blood is something recognisable. Bite your tongue.

While the dawn chorus cranks up for some, others may have noticed it diminishing over the years, lost to the seemingly endless task of human nest building with its galloping appetite for space and materials. TENANCY, a year long series just concluded in our previous issue, homed in on our understandings of shelter. It’s a word we may use in other contexts as we sense ‘blood-on-the-tongue’. We are all on watch.

This issue we jump forward into spring willing to stretch and yawn and share thoughts and observations as new perspectives are struck daily.

Where is this going? Only to say that we are very happy to continue to bring together contributors and readers for another season. Since 2005 MAP has been building an archive that now stretches well into its second decade with over 1400 articles, a wide field of work for you to browse and find.

We invite pitches and ideas all year round and hope to hear from you, our readers, whenever you feel inclined to be in touch.

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Note: we have borrowed ‘blood-on-the-tongue’ from Daisy Lafarge’s Life Without Air (Granta, 2020) which is reviewed by Grace Linden in this issue.