Tag: Journal

  • The Passing of Fog

    Can we ever know the moment when fog ceases to be fog? Of course not. Fog is a bit like life in that respect.

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  • Snow: A Cautionary Tale

    I love to see snow, but it is quite rare in this part of the world. We had ‘snow’ this morning but nothing compared to the big freeze of 1963, which is where my fear of ice came from…

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  • Wishful Thinking For New Year

    The old year is like the rusty dead leaves momentarily reprieved by frost. They will fade away just like 2020. After a year like this, a spot of wishful thinking would seem in order.

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  • Mending Fences

    My personal diary, Sunday, 27th December 2020. Devon. Bella has a go at blowing my fence down, and doesn’t entirely succeed.

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