When the mornings are dark, and the evenings too, and in between is but a blurry dark blue, escape becomes all important.
Ritual, habit, practical and deliberate actions, create a soothing sense that things can be different.
Imagine the world from a different vantage, and you’ll see its falsehoods and lies clearly. Or will you?
The Dark Months; a series of moods in words, expressing fleeting feelings and thoughts …
Despite 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’.
Remembrance of things past, grows an appreciation of things present and future in the eighth in the series, ‘The Dark Months’
In the sixth of the series, ‘The Dark Months’, sun cuts through the fragile frost. But who, or what, summoned it? What does it mean?