Mourning Doves

It’s Spring again and my lovely dovey couple are back, chibbering to each other on my windowsill, alighting on the open shower window frame, and peering sideways at me through my living room window, about 6 inches from my desk, twiddling twigs in their beaks. I...
Feeling Lost? Inquire Within.

Feeling Lost? Inquire Within.

I’m sitting in a coffee shop with my laptop. Just me. And my laptop. This is the first time I’ve done this in…so so long. My phone’s on 1% and, aimless and feeling a bit lost, I spend that 1% looking at my old pics. And the weirdest thing...
Thank You, Banksy.

Thank You, Banksy.

I think I fell in love with Banksy long before I watched the film, Exit Through the Gift Shop, I just didn’t realize it. His rats gnawed into my subconscious, Opened my mind to New, turned the World on its Head and laughed at it, and fired up my Imagination; my...