How is everyone's sanity holding up?I keep thinking this is a test to my own. How much more can I take, before breaking down. How strong am I really. Is this the ultimate test to natural selection? The modern natural selection. I have been going on walks in the place I was raised and growing … Continue reading Mr. Spring, the painter
It is a cruel consolation to know and see Nature going on as it should go. A consolation because at least something looks normal. While we are in lockdown at home, with our lives on hold, not being able to plan not even short term, piles of anxiety, sadness, loneliness and depression are a contrast … Continue reading The Birth of Spring – Part 2
I'm more of a Fall person, to be completely honest. But I do confess there is a certain pleasure in seeing the circle of life with my own eyes. One of the things I love about Britain is how pronounced each season is. With Spring, comes the promise of new life, a fresh start. The … Continue reading The Birth of Spring – Part I
The Winged Bone 