The heart is a lonely hunter

an eclectic group of photos of solitude and the haunting Dark Island music wait in silence oh my soul in meadowland or by uncertain seas

By the Postern Gate

      Always leave an overgown space at the foot of the garden for the wild spirits to come and play Less gardening to do! More picnics joyful children who love to hide in the tall grass with fireflies and elemental spirits     not to mention magic mushrooms and wild creatures of all…

Vintage Echoes

  Children in Belfast Ireland circa 1910     Ha’penny Bridge By late afternoon only little Anna was left in the garden, waiting.       Let’s eat ice cream and dance  Whispers in the attic Two brothers