Sunsets And Other Beginnings

There have been moments in my life where I have been in the wrong place at the wrong time. One of those moments was when my Great Aunt Nellie died in the early '80s. I was still at school and couldn't afford the fare all the way to Ireland for the funeral. I wanted to... Continue Reading →

The Power Of Light

Sometimes the sunsets are grey and black; noir, even if the day has been bright in every way. The clouds form, lengthwise like fingers; blown together and apart, together and apart as if the gods, whose fingers are probably made of clouds seek to tease those of us on the ground looking up, with remnants... Continue Reading →

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