Monthly Archives: November 2016

Lights, sights and lingonberries

Nearing ten o’clock at night. Speeding through customs with a small, carry-on backpack to a waiting taxi. Luxury! Well before eleven we round a corner warmed by the glowing windows of the William Pub to arrive at Akademi Hotellet. Opening … Continue reading

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‘Michigan seems like a dream to me now …’

I started off yesterday writing a thoughtful, elegiac piece referencing music. But the longer the day wore on, the more it wore me out, the effort of trying to be calm. You see, we’ve had a tough couple of days … Continue reading

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Autumn. A little too close for comfort, this time

It’s been the most beautiful autumn I can remember. The stillness of each reluctant dawn. The drama of the sunrise, turning the world from grey to lemon, gold to rose. The vast, v-shaped skeins of pink-footed geese heading for the … Continue reading

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