landed not grounded

The mountains, hilltowns and towerblocks of boxes and bags have been eroded to small islands and outposts. Tiny specific treasure chests remain unopened,

piece together

In Brittany near my brother’s house, the wild Atlantic waves were leaving all sorts of debris at the top of the tideline, offerings to the dunes.

everyday miracles

One of the best – no the very best thing about my car is the inbuilt compass. I love it.

a sideways glance

I have a lot of faith in the corner of my eye.

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There is consolation for me in being by the sea;

Painting the Town

Have you seen the mimosas in all their flowering finery, and sniffed in their scent? Yellow yellow yellow,

Seen and heard

On the pond the swans were doing their special courting neck dance,