The View from Here: Christmas 2017

And that moment captured the essence of this year’s Christmas, which for me was all about the very old and the very young.

downloadIt is the twenty-fifth of January.  This time last month was another 25th.  It was Christmas Day.  Yes, a distant memory already; we’ve been back in the real world quite long enough to have packed away all thoughts of Christmas with the baubles and the tinsel.  When it comes to including Christmas here in A Corner of Cornwall I’m even later than last year, but I do want a record of it and it is just a month back after all. Not so very long ago.  But be warned.  And if you really can’t stomach the thought a brief foray back into festive realms I can’t blame you.   I suggest you move along briskly. Continue reading “The View from Here: Christmas 2017”

The View From Here: reaching back

For me there was an atavistic connection: strong and raw.  Unsophisticated, preliterate.

There was a darkness so thick it felt like a warm bath, yet the air was crackling sharp with cold.  And the pin-bright sliver of moon hung over the water between the cliffs.  A scimitar shining; sprinkling magic. Continue reading “The View From Here: reaching back”