the shed of electrofried

 

    in reach   we hold close   while time    passes  

         A month or two ago there was a knock at our door. A charming grey-haired lady called Susan introduced herself and asked if she coul...

  colours speak a language deeper than words   red tells torrid stories   blood passion death temptation            

    alone   a dark passage takes me to the light   reflections of a city  

  Autumn is such a fantastic season. The youthful,strident colours of summer fade and turn,revealing a richer, deeper beauty beneath. A slow...