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A Slice Of Wedding
In the way that a wedding cake, or cheese if you prefer, is a whole, of which one has a slice, this is my version, my slice of wedding. It starts well before the day, with making syrups and ...
Paws and claws to the door, breathing stormsIn it roars, the third month of this yearDaffodils bow bright manes to the King of Spring.Each unfurling - leaf, petal, tadpole - belies the windc...
At The Time Of The Snow Moon
The moon is a frozen pond.It is The Snow Moon. The Hunter’s Moon. Someone says a lunar eclipse will happen this night.And a comet!We are like children with torches forecasting midnight feast...
How Will We Know Where We Are?
Without the dead ash looming, we had lost our sense of where our drive is. Each time we missed, reversed, reminded ourselves to find a stump and a grand wood pile: that’s where we live. The ...
Out With The Old
Christmas or November - 2015 - a phone call came. The casual branch dropping of our dead ash tree had been acknowledged as a danger; it was scheduled for demolition. Storms came, the tree su...
In The Middle Of The Winter Feast
On the fourth day of Christmas her true love gives to her:‘Four German MenThree Finch HensToowoo Twurtle DovesAnd A Part Of A Pear Tree’But to the dearth of our amusement Grandchild 2 finds ...
Yule Tale 2016
A Slightly Parallel CinderellaOnce upon a time and place, in a slightly parallel universe (for further reading on slightly parallel universe theory please refer to Dr Cod’s excellent Physics...
A Candle Lit
We live by the light of those we love, whether they are here or gone. That light is inextinguishable. To have the light and not the company is an adjustment process we call grief. Loss is a ...
Last night we tumbled first into wine, then sleep. We had watched fabulous things on our television, our dreams were amazing. I evolved legs to crawl from the bed. Yesterday was a Thursday, ...
The Silence On Armistice Day
We were writing a shopping list, tapping phones to light up the time. At 10:59 we fell silent, looked out of the window. Heavy cloud, clearly defined though the sky also stood grey, the somb...
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