Month June 2010

The tree tops are immersed in molten copper. Cast with the the horizontal rays of a dying sun. But the death of day breathes life into the night. And the blue black shadows, born short and shy in the seconds…

Scary creatures stalk wood, field and heath. Fox and badger with fearsome teeth. Death and destruction wherever they pry. Henhouse, sheepfold, pond and sty. All is happening while the farmer’s asleep. Rounding up flocks of imaginary sheep. And by the…