Tag Archives: Old Magic

As the nights draw in…

Posted on October 13, 2020 by memoirsofahusk

Here in the northern hemisphere, autumn is wiping its muddy feet on the mat, stippling trees in the beautiful hues of their decay. Night is claiming the hours of dawn and dusk abandoned by our hot, bright star. And winter … Continue reading →

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The Edge. Part II

Posted on May 1, 2017 by memoirsofahusk

Bank Holiday weekend was looming, so the weather was far from perfect. But on Alderley Edge the view was clear and the rain seemed to have withdrawn its threat for while. Plodding uphill, I’ll be honest, I felt a bit … Continue reading →

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