Archives for 2016

Rocky crags and marshmallows.

Contrast seems like a good thing. 

Yin and Yang. Sweet and sour. Bright and dull. Fine and coarse.

But there’s nothing wrong with having two vegetables.

From Wensleydale to Mogadishu the sun had set for the third time since the visitors arrived.

It was an exchange party, the Yorkshire people had gone to Africa and vice versa.

Two days after they arrived both parties were getting used to the taste of the coffee in each place, enjoying it like it was a rare and well-found delicacy. 

Innocence as joy and childlike delight.. 

A little box sat on the table. 

A deer, a goat and a bear looked in through windows around the cabin. 

The trees made warning sounds with their leaves.

What were they after?

Sliding the cards across the table was reckoned to be a winning move.

The car accelerated away at speed and rounded the end of the gravel driveway sending diamond chips of gravel flying. 

A jet plane soared past thousands of meters above the stables.

Two fish swam around each other in the enormous pond, one travelling in an anti-clockwise direction, the other just keeping good time.

Smiling across the ice blue lagoon below the glaciers, they forged a plan.

Boats would have wheels and cars would have skis.

And more importantly, people would see.