July 26, 2019

I Hate Trains

I hate trains. Everything about them.  I hate the way they smell like old socks. I hate that thousands of arses have sat on those grotty […]
May 3, 2019

The Mandala Spider

His long legs creep ever so gently along the web as he rhythmically pulls and places his silk into position. We watch in awe, captivated by […]
February 21, 2019

In the wind

“Where are you?” “The roads are blocked, we can’t get there.” “Is everything OK? Are you OK?” He’s pulled away from the group, talking in a […]
March 19, 2018

Evil Weevils

Out it flutters when I open the pantry door. A tiny, light brown moth with silver on its tips. It’s insignificant but still gets under my […]