Twilight Companion

Under the eaves, he could feel the heat of the roof tiles on his back.  Stepping further into the shadows, he watched her preening in the old mirror above the bench, her hair the colour of his twilight companion.

Adjusting herself, so that a narrow shaft of light lit only her eyes, she dampened her lips, darker and redder in this light.  She brushed them softly with her thumb.  Copper eye shadow, her lashes long and slow: in this light the image was just as she would like it.  Her skin, no longer needing to appear tanned, was as perfect and flawless as that of a china doll.  Again, she gently stroked her lips.

His eyes shut and opened in a long slow blink, in time with hers, then dropping without a sound into the hay, he moved across the loft floor to the edge, directly above her.

Edwina felt only a faint rush of air.  Enough to make her start.

Witch Hunt

"Literally millions of women were burnt at the stake for being no more than herbalists or midwives, or just different.  Above the herd.  The Church of course had far more sinister reasons for raining down horror on women....It didn't really matter who the poor creature being tortured and burnt alive was; she was just a tool by which the Church could make women into the evil ones, never to be trusted or heeded."

Ancient Ireland

It wasn't so long ago that Homer's Iliad was believed to be no more than a collection of myths and legends.  But in 1870 Schliemann, by following The Iliad, discovered Troy.  Is it possible that The Celtic Legend of Oisin in the Land of Youth and the High Deeds of Finn from ancient Ireland are, just as Homer's Iliad, not myth but based on fact?  The observatory at Newgrange in Ireland suggests that its creators had an advanced culture and must have been studying mathematics, astronomy and time to a high level around 5,500 years ago, well over a thousand years before either Greece or Egypt had started their rise to civilisation.  In 'The promise Tree' a female investigator starts to pick up the pieces.  She is following the intangible, the invisible, the romantic in her everyday life.  But gradually what she is following begins to have form.  Were the Irish of Newgrange, balanced as they were on the edge of western Europe, all that was left of what was possibly the earliest advanced culture of our civilised world?

Time Travel

I wonder, is it feasible that certain places on the Earth's surface can make time travel possible?  Weak gravitational changes, like ley lines, that can somehow allow escape into another dimension, when gravity or some sort of magnetic field can no longer hold the mind and the body together?

Wood of Dreams

Isn't it a fact that our forests, woods and parks are places where dreams come true?  Even if only for a moment in time.  We sit and plan and dream, and for that short time in the park we are sure our dreams could come to pass.  Read 'The Promise Tree' by Si Texen.  It's fanciful, but the Wood of Dreams does exist for all of us.

Juno, Jupiter, Minerva & Isis

I wandered through a misplaced collection of carved and numbered stones.  Moments later a crowd of Spanish children engulfed me.  Forty children and I looked at the remains of the temples of Juno, Jupiter, Minerva and Isis.

Arrow of Silver Water

Below her now, an aqueduct, arrow of silver water, leads her to a bustling Roman town.  The hot air smells strongly of vinegar, honey and cured fish, mingled with smoke and the faintly sweet smell from a funeral fire.  It is late May in the first century AD.