[Without End]
End-less.
Tag: writing
On Th’Way To Glendalough
Glenmacnass leaps to the valley b’low, her sights upon the Irish Sea…
Moon Dance
Backache from moving tables ‘n cèilidhing about for hours amongst the mini-gourds ‘n flow’rs.
Brunel’s Butt’ry Sanwidge Shoppe
Relatively cold, this breezesome morning – bracing.
william altoft 