Small Offerings

Beginnings There was something in the way he raised his hand to thank the traffic as he crossed the road, open, confident, yet slightly apologetic. He was about seventeen, golden, a guitar case slung across his back. It was a few days before the lockdown. Days in which we teetered on the edge of somethingContinue reading “Small Offerings”

Spring is at the gate

It seems to have been raining forever. Apparently February 2020 was the wettest on record; three consecutive weekends, each accompanied by its own storm, making it difficult not to feel we might be edging closer to the prophesied ecological armageddon. Time to seek out and take what succour we can find, where we can. AndContinue reading “Spring is at the gate”

Moments of stillness

With Christmas looming, and imagining the house, which resembled a building site, filled with visitors, we have had a busy couple of months. However, we (and when I say we, I mean mostly Glen) have made good progress. Theo made the journey from Sussex with Megan to climb into and onto the roof to installContinue reading “Moments of stillness”

Getting it together

It is 11am on a sunny Sunday morning when Peter comes to see us. People have told us that we should talk to him because he knows many of The Lynch’s stories. Those people were right; although, as is the nature of stories, everyone creates their own tellings. He comes fresh from the morning serviceContinue reading “Getting it together”

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