Santa in Penpont

Happy Christmas everyone XXXXX

Snaw

Some winter images.....will return on Christmas Eve with some thoughts. If Titus brings the rhubarb gin they may not be coherent but no change there.

Hey I've got colour! And I've coloured in the Christmas Tree poem.

Merry Christmas

After
a month of
waiting, and a week
staring out the window
the village tree is lit,
lights wound and wound
like toilet rolls for flooded noses.
Now Christmas is here the nights grow
long as laminate (a DIY Christmas joke there)
and though robin’s rocked, Santa’s
still to come, on his tractor first,
then later
with the
goods.
The wonder of Christmas?
The turning of their years,
Their stalking of time.

Mac The Rabbit

Heid down working on Mac2, sequel to my Best Seller 'Mac the Rabbit'. All proceeds to Mossburn Animal Centre. Buy a copy when it's out in May- all money to a good cause.

"Mac could hear the sound of someone or something on the road. It was not footsteps he heard exactly, but a shuffling movement. He squinted through the roots and could see a shape at the edge of his vision. It was passing through the wood at the other side of the path, not walking but moving, like in mid air. Mac felt the hairs on the back of his neck rise."

Mac The Rabbit

Must be Santa