a fish on a bycicle

....yesterday I bought a duvet, thick and heavy......for the sofa. Outside the world is white and brittle. On the mornings where the boy ha...

Huzzah I made it... It took a while, but I finally accomplished a 'yet'. Comitted, sectioned, confined to bedlam, removed from the p...

...there's a cherry tree, in full blossom, weeping snow flakes onto the the sheltered lawn. Just a hint of breeze. A lilac sky through p...

...we have to put up with. It’s not easy. Having said that it’s easier for me then it is for the boys. I can at least just walk, I don’t hav...

Have you ever, howled in woods? whinnied and nickered, pranced, danced, shied and cried and generally made a great fuss... At least there wa...

Where a river floes, where people are apt to gather to the source of traffic and commerce, of liquid life. Great cities, gritty purposeful t...

I remember years ago climbing in Glencoe (Gleann Comhann in the celtic tongue), being happy to be alone with the sparkling granite and soft ...