The earth rotates through light and dark; seasonal changes; constellations come and go from our skies. We make sense of this movement by dividing it into chunks: years, seasons, months, …
In that last breath
this beautifully emotive poem by my talented and beautiful friend Dinah really touches a chord, this is so very very beautiful – and fortunately whatever happens in the future, everyone …
bogged down….
I went for a short drive along a narrow lane with a bit of an awkward bend it in. I hadn’t been there for quite a while as I’d got …