I have come to realise that I do not much enjoy living in ‘interesting times’. If that is indeed what we can call the now. We are certainly living in a time of confusion. And mess. Working twice as long for half as much, and then waking to discover that yesterday we hadn’t even beenContinue reading “Reality”
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Dust
My Dad planted an apricot tree a few years ago, grafted onto apple (I think). It has flourished in the clay soil and spread itself wide against the south-facing wall beside which it stands. The relentless sun has ripened the fruit beautifully this summer – lovely plump apricots with a subtle sweetness and delicate flavourContinue reading “Dust”