Tag Archives: British summer
The River Bank
I have always found it profoundly pleasurable to be beside a river. There is something wonderful about the way in which water moves, purposeful yet playful, full of cool, soothing promise; the gently shifting patterns of light have the same quiet, hypnotic effect on the viewer as the dancing flames of a log fire. The incessant …
Rain Dance
It has rained. Last weekend the skies were grey and overcast and I awoke to the nostalgic splash of vehicles ploughing through puddles outside. This is a desert after all; rain is a truly newsworthy event. We have between just two and five rainy days a year here: a rough average of 110 millimetres of …
