The Dark Months Eighteen
As heaving dark grey clouds yawn open, light hits yellow lichen on a wooden rail, causing colour to ripple in intense succession before giving way to hope and renewal.
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As heaving dark grey clouds yawn open, light hits yellow lichen on a wooden rail, causing colour to ripple in intense succession before giving way to hope and renewal.
Read More The Dark Months EighteenRitual, habit, practical and deliberate actions, create a soothing sense that things can be different.
Read More The Dark Months FifteenThe Dark Months; a series of moods in words, expressing fleeting feelings and thoughts …
Read More The Dark Months ThirteenDespite discouragement, we can sometimes see things for the better, and in that, we are the magic. This is the twelfth in the series ‘The Dark Months’.
Read More The Dark Months TwelveThe seventh in the series of ‘The Dark Months’ is an exercise in observation written on one of those foggy, cold mornings where everything is still.
Read More The Dark Months SevenAutumn leaves, above and below, cast a spell which brings to a mind a golden carpet, a cocoon against the gloom.
Read More The Dark Months ThreeThe nights draw in. Temperatures drop. Summer is increasingly a memory. I’m determined to extend the season by enoying as much light and space as I can, when I can.
Read More Light & SpaceLight is so important, especially in winter as nights draw in, skies go grey and all life seems in suspension. This unsettling look at light, seeping, is quite captivating.
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