When birds lie down

I come to you today, feeling empty. There are no more excuses. Today I witnessed a blackbird lying down in the grass like a cat. I had seen the pigeons do this a month ago, but I thought little of it. Perhaps they had become domesticated, since they had fallen out of their nest andContinue reading “When birds lie down”

Why are we killing ourselves? Money?

I am writing this in May 2020. On Friday, the air was so clear that you could see for miles. It was a day with high winds. I was out on a 17 k walk across farms and open country, and I watched in awe as an oak tree of around 70 years old, dancedContinue reading “Why are we killing ourselves? Money?”

Roses and Brimstone

❧ A Little Heart With Extraordinary Passion

roads bel travelled

Exploring open roads without breaking the bank

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