Come into the garden, Maud,
For the black bat, night, has flown,
Come into the garden, Maud,
I am here at the gate alone ;
And the woodbine spices are wafted abroad,
And the musk of the rose is blown.

In her garden she grows [...]

Maman is back. We picked her up yesterday with a big bunch of yellow daisies to apologise for the weather. This morning I saw an owl, she was up late, silently winging home like an errant ghost. I was in the burnt woods. A fire went through here a year ago and the green is [...]

I like chasing sunsets. I followed this one through the empty streets and down down a steep hill, along a little forsaken alley where someone was sweeping up autumn leaves like molten gold. Autumn is the time of afternoons, of endings. I don’t really like them, they make me sleepy and wistful and a little [...]

You might think a swamp is an ugly place, but actually I’m rather fond of the one in my kingdom. It has an eerie dark beauty and I love the way the light filters through the trees onto the water.

This place I call the Sea of Violets. There is a little wooden bridge built [...]