The Knot

Knotted stems embrace about the size of the palm of the hand. Four years into drought at Kalbarri National Park, W Aus circa 2007. Pic: Chris Round Impossibility exists within this compressed, twisted and tortured desire to be. Relentlessly harassed and pressured into submission, to find a way, to set new direction away from this … Continue reading The Knot →

RAIN

Mizzle: Rain but not. The random spits that last 15 minutes with the promise of so much more, but becomes nothing as if God had put a muzzle to the mizzle! Drizzle: most dreaded, especially in colder climates. Almost not felt on face, but brush the hair or outer layer of clothing and a slick … Continue reading RAIN →