Most of the people in my life worship the sun. During the cold months, they pine for the long, balmy days of spring and summer, for endless blue skies and the bright light. During the warm months, I pine for the short, cold days of autumn and winter, for the darkness and brooding atmosphere. I… Continue reading Thinking In The Dark : Fog
It's more difficult to see cobwebs now, what with there being so much sun. (Boooo!) I have to look much harder to spot them, and usually need to squint to make out the delicate, glinting spider silk that's set like steel. I miss the autumn months when I'd get up early and rush out into… Continue reading Thinking In The Dark : Cobwebs
Celebrating the strange and the shadowy, the damned and unseen 