Continue reading “Winds of Change”
I’ve been here before … a city shut down; daily lives disrupted and uncertainty about the future.
Solitary. Survival. Substitute .Continue reading “Bogey Man Hides”
Cocooned. Caged. Castaway.Continue reading “Bogey Man Follows”
Gardening is in my genes (I nearly said greens!).
Flat. Featureless. Unfathomable.
So began the shape of danger which morphed over the years into different, more recognisable forms. My bogeyman became variously a thief, a rogue, a soldier, a natural disaster; a noxious substance and then a malaise of the heart.