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There is a biting wind coming across the salt-water loch. The waves are up and the smell of the brine and seaweed is strong. Snow-capped mountains...

Reading some of the poems, and just walking around our village, reminds me of how much we associate rain as a winter condition; that prompted me to find this old poem, to give an aternative, where rain (as I well remember) is a god-send. (Image courtesy of Wikimedia Commons)

17/10/23 Drones fly over Settlement Walls, on the top of hills in modern day Samaria and Judea. Some are shot down by programmed protection, but many...

Bikes clatter as they pass beneath pools of lamplight which sporadically fall, warm circles revealing cobbled streets, while shadows cast long. Late...

There was a rainbow monday afternoon there was a rain shower I went outside and there it was. I was surprised I'd only vaguely hoped. The full...

By the Candlelight of Saints The chill of church pews where St George is a martyr, silence staid by solemnity, ambient flames flicker cobalt; moments...

The Adventures Of Little Sham A Novel by Paul McCann Chapter Nine The Singing Tree Part 2 He out on his soft shoes and went down the stairs in a...

The Adventures Of Little Sham A Novel by Paul McCann Chapter Eight Skyruin And The Moon Flowers Part 2 After they all had dinner, they went to their...

it was a unique development but a node of vigorous admiration the comment was that war is only a slot for a magazine childish games but big assertive...