Day 289
I’ve spent most of the day trying to fix the front door handle, without any success. Both M and I are flummoxed by the poor workmanship on the handle, and… Continue Reading
Browsing Tag: climate catastrophe
Day 210
drought summer-grey grass. the world is sand, and when the last sand falls the world ends. find some solid ground for roots to implant new life. the rain hangs over… Continue Reading
three sisters
scarred earth there were once three sisters before the days were named fires everywhere tall and bright and pale walking on the heath where the water runs… Continue Reading