Tag Archives: spring

“The Glory of the Garden it abideth not in words”

You know me, never one word where 932 or so will do. But today I’m going to give you pictures and little else. Yes, okay, I admit it, the red words in my last post did cause a minor tiff. … Continue reading

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Life, death and the choruses of dawn

You don’t know how lucky you are. In my head are two other blog posts, desperate to escape. One about the futility of life, which features a waking nightmare. I was thinking my last thought, comprising very few words, which … Continue reading

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Trampled. Green. And sparkly

Flick. Skim. Flick. That was me, last Sunday, with the newspaper. Jaded with news, jaded with the world. Just jaded. Then an opinion piece caught my eye. About ‘the song of the selfie siren’. And the deaths that result from … Continue reading

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