Tuesday, October 28, 2025

Rind, mustering and moon.

1. The crack of pumpkin rind as I bring the knife round the lantern lid.

2. Now they've been pointed out to me, everywhere I go, I see the pale pointed caps of mycena mustering under the bracken.

3. Large and low, a hooked moon follows us home on the lefthand side.

Follow Her, no birds and Burns Night.

1. I am intrigued by an article in The Guardian  about psychic phone lines, and then by the author's upcoming thriller about a toxic lif...