It’s been raining now for six days. (Though as I type this, it’s starting to peter out and the sun is shouting 'HERE I AM!' Typical.) The grass and the flowers and the worms are loving it, and the birds are singing their hearts out until the witching hour. It’s a welcome relief from the… Continue reading Thinking In The Dark : Rain
Celebrating the strange and the shadowy, the damned and unseen 