Lover of the sea, dogs noses, shades of grey, wild plants growing through concrete cracks, wrinkles and crinkles on peoples faces, silence on roads and laughter from backyard gardens, acid yellow plants, the scent of the hedgerow and the fruits that they bear, food that makes your tongue tingle and food that is shared, created and then gone, lonely china plates at car boot sales, found things on beaches, the whistle from the kettle on the stove and the crackle from my fire, spontaneous dancng and singing and from that - silence.
The Ongoing Tide 