‘You live in your bloody head far too much,’ said Dad, ‘get into the world; away from all those damned books and fancy. We’re building an orchard’ – in the … Continue reading
I have just planted Sunflowers and now it is Raining. A lesson.
So many years since I felt the hoar caress my cheek with needle teeth. Not breaking the skin but bringing it to rude life . . . Kiss … Continue reading
April 20th I didn’t sleep much. They were very active last night; very aggressive. I’ll have to check the animals in a while, but I’m expecting the worst. We had … Continue reading
April 19th Breakfast. Animals. Piano. The problem, I suppose, is that I don’t know most of the music I found. Not by name, anyway. Playing it, aware that my sight … Continue reading
Nostalgia A box of photos. The debris of simpler times. Wonderful and sad. Lament Time still gives no clues As to how you changed the trees From oak to … Continue reading