Whenever I hear this music it brings Christmas back …
“More and more, he said, he sensed that Nature itself was groaning and collapsing beneath the burden we placed upon it.”
W G Sebald The Emigrants 1993.
no art to this
no prizes
no surprises
spiders.
©robcullendecember2019
Blog Fiction
... from a silent space
Emotional musings
storytelling the world through travels & books
LOVE IS THE ANSWER
The Feel Of Arts
The world around through my camera's lens
Musings and books from a grunty overthinker
Lyrics from the Rainforest
Music | Literature | People.
"I have enough time to rest, but I don't have a minute to waste". Come and catch me with your wise words and we will have some fun with our words of wisdom.
You & Your Health
Daydreaming and then, maybe, writing a poem about it. And that's my life.
Irreverence's Glittering New Low!
Finding things, collecting ideas, making art
Your Health and Wealth Upgrade
How to Kick Guilt in the Balls.
