The Beauty of Darkness and Silence

DARKNESS. The absence of light. Is that it?  The man fumbles through the door, tapping with his white stick as he goes. The door closes behind him. There are no windows. No light switches. Not that he can see. He moves forward slowly. His white stick knocks something in front of him. He carefully feelsContinue reading “The Beauty of Darkness and Silence”

The Beauty of Winter

Winter as a child was fun! Living on a farm had advantages, we would often get snowed in for days at a time, which meant no school. Winter as an adult is not quite so much fun. Living on the south coast we hardly get any snow and when we do it is invariably goneContinue reading “The Beauty of Winter”