My poor garden, I simply can't give it the attention it needs right now. It gets on in the way most wildlife does in the absence of human intervention: it grows and grows, and whatever started out tallest and strongest and most favourably positioned grows best. I try to keep it low maintenance, because gardening … Continue reading Growing all the time

Moonlight paints the room in bright, solid rectangles. The hum of crickets comes at me like a stage whisper: quiet but obvious, insistent. These intrusions into an otherwise dark and silent space emphasise my solitude, and the peace I have in this moment. On another day I find another gentle stretch of time. Trees sway … Continue reading Windows of time