The children of the mist


morning mist

I love the morning mist cloaking the wood and the hills we can see from our kitchen window. The mist is a familiar sight at this time of year. Why do I love it so? It reminds me of the phrase ‘beyond the veil’–denoting those who have crossed over from life to something else, via death—and I think the word ‘mystical’ has some connection to ‘mist’ because of the way in which the mist cloaks and conceals, and changes our perceptions.

Thursday, November 6th, 2008

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Our poor girls! Damn this country and its crazy weather!


11 July 2008: oh, how it rained!

Friday, July 11th, 2008

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