Words and Pictures

This page is a work in progress. It is entirely experimental and just like the weather unpredictably changeable - your curiosity and patience are truly appreciated.

The Old Burrow

The Old Burrow

 

Ragged writing

and

Peculiar Pictures

The Old Burrow

 

Ragged writing

and

Peculiar pictures

I have a feeling that untold stories lie in wait in the spaces between things, then when the world is mellow and amenable, like a ripened fruit or an autumn leaf they fall to earth to be told and read and heard.

 

Could this be the season for new stories?

 

We are never too tall to tell tales to each other. The fact that our ears grow bigger with age is natures way of telling us to keep listening for magic.

Authors note

Here be Midnight