The River House
19 Feb 2024

Here then, a piece of peace. A perch from where the world can literally be watched going by… a slow timeline of industry and recreation, punctuated by tides. From here the symphonies of birdsong, and little otters splashing, and sheep on the hills opposite. From here the still quiet voice, the woodfire warming the spoiled dog’s belly… and the million gentle ways we show that we love each other. From here, scar tissue fades until it is but subtle lines of decoration.