Found in a journal entry dated 25th September, 2018 Do you feel it? The future reaches back, and the past reaches forward, and you are caught between them, embraced, by all that you’ve known and all that you will know in the ineffable mystery called “Time”.
A couple of weeks ago, I went for a run, and discovered that bluebells were blooming in one of the nearby woods. I went back a couple of days later to photograph them. Since then, I’ve been walking in the woods nearly every day, and stop to take photographs every time, even though I tell… Continue reading The Magic of Bluebells
On April 1st, 2017, I hopped on an airplane in Los Angeles to move to London. It was a long-time dream of mine to live here, and I’m glad that I made the choice to do it. However, there are a few things I wish I’d known in advance. They wouldn’t have changed my decision,… Continue reading What I Wish I’d Known Before Moving Abroad
If you’ve ever been around a modern human settlement on a windy day, you’ve probably seen trash blowing around in the breeze. More than likely, most of it was made of plastic. Plastic is a ubiquitous and villainized substance in the modern world. Read any article about our current ecological disasters and plastic will almost… Continue reading One Small Trick to Help the Planet
The following was inspired by a text post that went up on Tumblr, which in turn someone made fantastic art for. The art didn’t influence my story. But I’m linking it because it’s BEAUTIFUL. Seriously, click this link to go look at the art. Here’s a screen capture of the original text post: And the… Continue reading Mariah’s Husband
As a child, summer days seemed gloriously long. Twilight in Southeastern Michigan lasts for hours, it’s not properly dark until at least 10PM. I never really thought much about it, until I started spending summers in Los Angeles. The summer days there are comparatively shorter, and twilight seems to pass a lot more quickly. Now,… Continue reading Bands of Light and Darkness
First, make sure it’s raining. Very wet weather is best. Next, put on your raincoat; the sky-blue one that you nicked from The Cottage, the old kind that’s rubber over canvas. Take a route that passes through long grass. It will be your scrub-brush. Splash in puddles to rinse. Don’t worry if your meander eventually… Continue reading How to Clean Your Wellies
Transport for London (TFL), the government authority which oversees busses and trains in the greater London metropolitan region, breaks the transport area into nine main zones. The fares it charges for rail journeys vary depending on which zones are involved, and which types of trains are used (Overground, Underground, Thameslink, etc.). Most Londoners consider Zone… Continue reading Why I moved to Zone 9
I went out running and found treasures nestled in the grass,beautiful feathers that fell from our sky-friends. On the way home, I encountered a bicyclist at a roundabout. I let him by, then met him again two sides later. “Beat you!” He said, his wrinkled face breaking into a mischievous grin. “You did! You win!”… Continue reading While Running
Or: what it’s like to sort out a move when the world is closing down around you. Early Days We started hearing murmurs of it in January, but it was something “over there”; not an immediate threat. It was a weird flu. We’d seen its like before. We’d be fine. “Over there” didn’t matter in… Continue reading Scenes from a Pandemic
