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Cherry-blossom-rain how small our late spring how sweet our parting sorrow! Advertisements
Passing Prinknash When the woods are starred with wild garlic, and Cranham’s shadows give way to the plain. Brother Giles rings the noonday Angelus, and woodpeckers thrum in the vale again.
Health and Safety Barriers, bollards, official warnings dire predictions of danger. No pleasant wetland walk on the other side, just earthmoving monsters, slack-jawed on Sunday. On freedom’s side, a pond, a mill, a river, a dog running, happytailed. A mallard, … Continue reading
Bibliophilia at BABE* Artists arrive bearing boxes trolleys, trays, pallets, parcels Dark studio too dark! Excitement imminent, greeting, gathering. Spring-plumaged audience enters shiny students, eager, earnest from Scotland, England, Amsterdam assembled, drawn by books. * Bristol Artists’ Books Event 2013, … Continue reading