A pool of shadow by the door, a soundly sleeping cat. The creak of floorboards in the hall, an eager running child. The smell of sun on new mown grass, a careless summer day. A breath of air upon the cheek, a gentle parting kiss. A memory stirs in mundane life, an echo from the … Continue reading Echoes
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sunday tea
howling wind rattles at the door icy rain slashes against the windows beneath the blazing globe the black stove radiates heat blasting cold from every corner warm kitchen air thick with soup barley and beef slow cooked to melting bread fresh toasted butter soaked crisply ironed tablecloth white bowls plates bone-handled cutlery in the centre … Continue reading sunday tea
Catherine Meyrick 