I’ve happily fallen prey to nostalgia this week. Whilst lately we seldom seem able to discuss this peculiar quality without derision, I see very little wrong with occasionally allowing ourselves be warmed with wistful affection for the past. I suppose I mean this more in reference to our own lives than in the grand termsContinue reading “Morris & Me”
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Touching Treetops
Sometimes I wonder if the trees ever get tired. To draw on what I consider to be one of the most beautiful sentences ever penned, they are privy to the inexhaustible variety of life. But whether they are, in fact, exhausted by it, as we sometimes may be, is open to pondering. It only occurredContinue reading “Touching Treetops”
Flickers and Flurries
As I sit staring out at a fresh blanket of snow, steaming cup of tea in hand, marvelling at the iridescent boughs of a host of trees, I feel compelled to capture a slice of winter’s coruscant beauty. Few would say there’s joy to be found in our landscape on the many grey days thatContinue reading “Flickers and Flurries”
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