SAMPLING A DROP

In one’s memory bank there are images that can always be dredged up.  Favoured or horrible, they never disappear entirely.  One of those for me is of standing on a bridge facing the camera.  Behind me the metal structure is swaying back and forth because it’s covered with roaring floodwaters trying to rent it fromContinue reading “SAMPLING A DROP”

UP AND AWAY

WOOLPACK AND CATHEDRAL ROCKS It made a frightening noise; so frightening that I recall seemingly jumping nearly as high as where the branch had come from.  How lucky was I that it was 50 metres behind me though the odds were definitely in my favour that it would miss me.  Still, I couldn’t help butContinue reading “UP AND AWAY”