Snippet Sunday 15/3/15: The Tale of Dying Winter

Just a quick vignette/flash fiction piece type thing. There’s less than a week left of winter now, and this is about winter and spring and the death of seasons. I hope you enjoy this. I’m not dead yet. I’m breathing my last but don’t be so quick to celebrate. Don’t write me off. This aging […]

Writing the seasons: Autumn

AutumnĀ is the slow decline of the year toward the winter, a slow lingering death from the height of summer into the cold and dark. Yet autumn is far from miserable. I love the unexpected warm days. I love the colours of the season and the wind and rain feels quite energetic and powerful. It has […]

Writing the seasons: Summer

Summer is the pinnacle of the life of the seasons. I love the warmth that (should) be everywhere. In southern England the sun rises something like 4am and by 5am it is usually already warm. If you are ever awake at this time, I can recommend going for a walk and listening to the silence. […]