There's Nothing Like the Sun. There's nothing like the sun as the year dies, Kind as it can be, this world being made so, To stones and men and beasts and birds and flies, To all things that it touches except snow, Whether on mountains side or street of town. The south wall warms me: [...]
Listening to the Wind and the Rain.
Hello again. Last week I found quite tough. I guess it is with things starting to pick up again as Boris wants us to get out and spend money. I can't help but think that we should be protecting people from COVID still - it still has not gone away. As I write this, [...]