Monthly Archives: August 2018

Listening to the stones

It is an old friend, the stone. A friend to whom I infrequently pay my respects. This year, sand martins are flitting, wheeling and turning overhead as I make my short respectful pilgrimage. Admiring the acrobatics of the birds above, … Continue reading

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