Monthly Archives: January 2013
A few minutes today, a few more tomorrow; the sun lingers, warming the beeches. Advertisements
Gold and silk threads soft, shimmering, countless stitches of unnamed artisans.
Chattering Fieldfares flock and clamour, northern voices vexing natives.
Winters low light cast over the Down, cold winds ruffle the warm green shoots.
The year begins with A clean white page; Searching for words In the Chalk.