Send us a text Welcome to Halloween on the canal. It’s a perfect night to turn down the lights, curl up in comfy chair with a warm mug, and listen to a spooky tale. Can anyone explain what really did happen on that celebrated (or notorious) section of canal at Morton’s Rise under the glowering presence of Draid Hill? Journal entry: 31st October, Friday (All Hallows’ Eve) “The day grows thin Between light and darkness Heron spanned Silent as owl flight The canal ...
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Send us a text Welcome to Halloween on the canal. It’s a perfect night to turn down the lights, curl up in comfy chair with a warm mug, and listen to a spooky tale. Can anyone explain what really did happen on that celebrated (or notorious) section of canal at Morton’s Rise under the glowering presence of Draid Hill? Journal entry: 31st October, Friday (All Hallows’ Eve) “The day grows thin Between light and darkness Heron spanned Silent as owl flight The canal ...
Send us a textThere seems to be an awful of change happening recently, often unasked and with far-reaching consequences. Knowing how to deal with it can be difficult and lead us to feeling unbalanced and overwhelmed. Tonight, we try to find some still-points within the chaos. Journal entry:23rd January, Thursday“A robin, one winter, Riding out a sleety squall On the flailing branch Of pyracantha fire.He often springs to mind When squalls hit And my world lurches...
Nighttime on Still Waters
Send us a text Welcome to Halloween on the canal. It’s a perfect night to turn down the lights, curl up in comfy chair with a warm mug, and listen to a spooky tale. Can anyone explain what really did happen on that celebrated (or notorious) section of canal at Morton’s Rise under the glowering presence of Draid Hill? Journal entry: 31st October, Friday (All Hallows’ Eve) “The day grows thin Between light and darkness Heron spanned Silent as owl flight The canal ...
