"...And now the Juniper-tree began to move,  and the branches waved backwards and forwards, first away from one another, and then together again, as it might be someone clapping their hands for Joy. After this a mist came round the Tree, and in the mist of it there was a Burning As of Fire, and out of the Fire there flew a Beautiful Bird, that rose high into the air, Singing Magnificently, and when it could no more be seen, the Juniper-tree stood there as before..."

Sister Sydney

24 September 2011

The Last thing You Saw was Your First Daylight

Rest Peacefully my Love

1995 - 26 Juli 2009