Iceland.
Another lonely horse
His friends weren’t far away though.
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A little house on crumpled brown paper
Downhill
There are moments when you are sorry to be moving.
A lonely horse
We were both curious about each other.
The holy Spirit
It doesn’t have to always be a dove you know…
The free
Take your clothes off and run.
The Rock Cake
I stopped the car, put my heavy boots on, climbed parallel with the three ‘teeth’ visible in the centre, then kept following that diagonal until the summit plateau. Or at least I would have liked to.
Stranded
As someone who was born and raised in an inland town in the middle of the country, I never got used to boats, they are an almost exotic vehicle for me.