Reflection – Page 11 – crookedshore

Crowds on the Crookedshore

Was it really only this morning that I found myself in the midst of the roaring mob? The press of…

Gestures are difficult things to get right. For instance, it’s too easy to give unnecessary offence, or to take too…

Some will know that the wearing of the poppy on Remembrance Sunday has been an issue that I have wrestled…

One of the lost gifts Obama has returned to us is the transformative power of words. With absolute assurance I…

A famous photograph from 1965 features Martin Luther King Jr at the head of a civil rights march in the…

I guess we don’t spend too much time contemplating how we might meet our end. Life itself is often too…

The path along the crookedshore is my most familiar way, but even here the darkness presents a peculiar challenge. Tonight,…

This is daft really, but very early this morning my wife and I carried our old sofa out of the…

The lake at Orlock, barely half a mile inland from the crookedshore, is a hidden jewel, which reveals its glories…

It’s the last day of September on the crookedshore and the weather reminds me that winter is coming. The wind…