The baby cat sleeps with utter abandon, secure in the presence of Buji and me.

Where is my heart?

The clocks changed and the clouds broke last weekend. In the park, this poor ash tree was brought down. I was glad it wasn't the next...

You might not regard this as pleasing...

Yesterday I went to the park without the dog. The crows did not approve. I saw the Flying Two and the Fluffy Heads but they weren't...

This is one of the Playground Pair. And you can see the other in the background.

Sorry for all the boring pictures... I am too lazy to get my phone out when running.

'Quoth The Raven "Never more".'

A bee in the heart of the sunflower.

This oak stands about halfway around my favourite run.

His name was Connor.

A reference of course to William Blake...

You can't see, but the sky was alive with thistle-breeze.

...maybe I'll have two families in my garden.

...I want to be a Viking and not a witch....

My brother had said she was fascinating, inspiring, saw the world in a whole new way and had some meaningful vision to impart.