Early Fen Morning

Waking up early, to find the miasmic mist creeping slowly along the ground just outside my bedroom window. Seeing the frozen ice crystals that chase and seek out the patterns of every intricate leaf vein. The sentient owl, whose call resounds in the nearby tree. The haunting sound of a  herd of cattle bellowing in the distance, eerily reverberating across the dark…

After All Hallows’ Eve

After All Hallows’ Eve comes the onset of early darkness, and the biting cold of endless Winter nights. Prickly holly bushes gleam with a myriad of shimmering frosty  leaves. Gossamer spider webs glisten and sparkle in the shadowy moonlight, enhancing the intricate strands of thread that dance and gleam  against the star-peppered sky. The midnight ice slowly creeps across the land, smothering its frozen surface with a…

A Deer Tale

My Love for the  Mythical and Graceful Deer Is it… the spiritual  feelings inside, when first  sighting  them on a misty Winters day? Is it… the  light that dances on their beautiful russet-amber coloured  hair? Is it… the dainty  breaths  that vaporise in the icy air? Is it… the long-lashed stares,  that so enticed many  Arthurian legends, and quests not ventured upon?