The heart of it…
2016 started with the loss of David Bowie. Collectively we recognise the deaths of celebrities and it is custom to…
2016 started with the loss of David Bowie. Collectively we recognise the deaths of celebrities and it is custom to…
This evening is full of magic. The playlist is titled ‘Mystical Christmas’. It is a folksy mashup of celtic instrumentals and…
Last night I watched the full moon rise over the peaks behind the house. I waited with anticipation, as the…
Late October we gathered together in community around thousand-year-old trees. On this bright Saturday morning, to kick off the start…
This morning we rose with the sunlight. (The alarm, inadvertently in sync with the rotation of the earth.) The sky…
I never called it fall, it was Autumn. ‘Fall’ is an americanism, like gasoline, or fuel instead of petrol. I find…
The sky was a neon tangerine. A sulphurous glow spreading steadily, like cancer, across the horizon; highlighted by hints of…
The linden trees are in bloom and the air is thick with their sickly sweet scent. At night they ooze…
There is a coldness which has lodged itself between my shoulder blades. Colourless and characterless. Like a stone. Its presence…
At any age life is a privilege. But maybe it takes getting older to begin to realise this? As humans,…