Journey of Words

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  • Base Camp

    Drip, drop, drip, drop, drip Down beat rain drums tattoo Drip-drip drop, drop, drip . n.b. Surprisingly restful pattern to the rhythm of the overflow flowing over. Lots of heavy rain to greet the end of EU membership for the UK. CLP 31/01/2020 Read more

  • January Road Trip (XXXIII)

    Sun climbs hill, blesses Cathedral, castle, city Pink cherry blossom . n.b. Lincoln: this ancient city is built on an escarpment edge above the River Witham, (which it now envelopes). To the north the land falls steadily toward the Humber Estuary; to the east the land gradually flattens toward the German Sea beyond Boston and Read more

  • January Road Trip (XXXII)

    Thursday night, Hertford The White Horse and dominoes An innocent spot . n.b. The White Horse, Hertford is a Real Ale pub. No juke box, no pool table. Log fire. Just people talking over pints and playing dominoes in a half-serious-not-serious kind of way. Passing the evening reminiscing about cricket, former club-mates, opponents and favourite Read more

  • January Road Trip (XXXI)

    Heads hung loose, breeze blown Snow white bells jingle voiceless The earth awakens . n.b. Multiple snow drops decorate the verge along the Holt Road. . CLP 30/01/2020 Read more

  • January Road Trip (XXX)

    Earth tumbles off steel Turned turf rolls over face down Gulls trawl plough’s soil wake . n.b. After the urgent work of hedge cutting, trimming, mending, it is the time to plough. This is the moment to open the ground to air, rain and frost so the soil can break up, breathe and prepare for Read more

  • Refraction

    One event Two stories What you take out Depends on what you take in You choose your own Ending . CLP 29/01/2020 Read more