https://www.amazon.co.uk/Best-Days-me... … The Blurb: Here is a memoir of journeys into deep waters on merchant ships. There are tranquil tropical harbours and violent storms far from shore. We are in the wireless room when ships are calling for help. The … Continue reading →
Originally posted on Out of a living silence: “The world of dew is the world of dew. And yet, and yet–” ― Kobayashi Issa When I lived in Hiroshima from the autumn of 1977 until the spring of 1979, I…
This morning, the Egton Bridge (though we meet at Lealholm) Writer’s Group enjoyed my bit about hens: Secrets of a Casual Poultry Breeder. Part1. Not all hens are daft. My first birds were a quartet of pedigree Marans; forty years … Continue reading →
Someone, long-gone, used Granny’s bed to mend a gap by the track to Sleights Moor.Pines above Rosedale. Nobody came back for the old plough. England’s highest pub. Advertisements
Soon the garden will be like this once more. The blackbird will see off the cuckoo. The track to the moor will be dry. And there will be fawns to meet. Advertisements
Originally posted on From Hill to Sea: It is a place within easy walking distance from the front door and yet it is unlikely that anyone would stumble across it. It is not on any well-trodden path. However, nor could it be described as a remote…
They are a challenge, but I keep trying. Here are some new attempts: Our Acer is in fresh, soft leaf; it yields a fine stencil. Note how the ivory unleaded enamel turns green over fire scale and shrinks away from …