Poem: The Quiet Season
Trees cast dark silhouettes against a hazy pink sky —misty, even though it is late afternoon. The day has never recovered from the morning fog, which promises to shroud the city in its embrace yet...
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Here I am coming to you live from the US. OK perhaps not live or you would all be asleep but I thought I’d share some pics and catch you up a bit on what’s been going on. The first is a panorama of a...
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