Did you ever chase butterflies as a child? Those moments of developing an invisibility cloak, then creeping up on a Red Admiral basking on a buddleia. The disappointment of opening cupped hands and seeing all you have captured is fresh air. It has been a bit like that for me over the…
There has been a musical flavour around the blog posts I have read this week. Wynne, over at Surprised By Joy, in her post, Do You Believe in Magic? wrote about how hearing The Cure song, Pictures of You, in a grocery store, brought back memories of…
Spring’s subtlety deceives an untrained eye.
A walker, gaze fixed on a lit left hand,
His black Labrador…
A state of mild panic has descended on the Davy D household. I say mild, major would be a more accurate description. Mrs. D and I have made a monumental decision to…
We are the masters of light, bringing in the anticipation of a cool breeze. Old beams drip with sensations of sour milk. We must be thankful. Remember the surprise of a…