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Lady of the Mountain

August 24, 2012

O ROWAN tree, O rowan tree! thou’lt aye be dear to me! Intwined thou art wi’ mony ties o’ hame and infancy. Thy leaves were aye the first o’ spring, thy flowers the simmer’s pride; There was na sic a bonnie tree in a’ the country side. Carolina Oliphant It is late August on Dartmoor […]

Empyreal

July 28, 2012

I do not like flying. The very idea of leaving the safety of the ground fills me with terror. Perhaps, being born underneath the end of an airport runway did not help matters. Ingraining in my psyche, from an early age, an irrational fear of everything aviation related. Maybe Oscar Grieg would have changed my […]

Small things

July 14, 2012

“For each of our actions there are only consequences.” James Lovelock Today it rains and it has been this way for three months. It is cold too. Millions of singular raindrops combining into one great deluge that never seems to end. Of course, if you live in the UK, you will already know this. Know […]

Consider the ravens

June 16, 2012

“Consider the ravens. They neither sow nor reap, they have neither storehouse nor barn, and yet God feeds them” Luke 12.24 Taking this advice, it is hard, in modern culture, to travel far past two dark thoughts about ravens. Both, like Jesus’ intonation to his disciples, placed upon the unfortunate bird by man. First, I […]

The Ghost of Ted Hughes

April 21, 2012

So we found the end of our journey, So we stood alive in the river of light, Among the creatures of light, creatures of light. Ted Hughes. That Morning. An end is different from a destination. It’s a marker of a complete journey. A lifetime from start to finish and everything in between. With this […]

Are we there yet?

March 10, 2012

‘ Sometimes I go about in pity for myself, and all the while a great wind is bearing me across the sky.’ Ojibwa saying. Follow your bliss. Easy. No? How many forgotten paths I wonder already lay scattered around in the wasteland of our pasts? Laying discarded and slowly turning back to dust. Were any […]

Teenage Kicks

January 14, 2012

Teenage notebooks hold a mysterious power. They brim full with change, learning, innocence and belief. Never more certain is he who does not know anything. This is ME they scream, or is it? Uniquely they maintain the power to punch you hard in the stomach, to make you cry and to make you smile at […]

A door.

December 31, 2011

A new year looks to you. It spies you hard through the keyhole. An innocent eye trying to work out what you have planned. Christmas excess, the darkness of winter and the innocence of that new years young face moves us. It inspires new actions, plans, escape, change. Resolution. A time for firm decisions and […]