Over the fence, Frances says 'the glass is falling'
Over the fence, Frances says 'the glass is falling' with March about to go out like a lion, hot and humid. Wind-whipping...
Outside the convent window
Outside the convent window a brick red geranium climbs out of a cracked terracotta pot bent towards the...
Norfolk Island Pines
Norfolk Island Pines* along the esplanade are dying the sea spray for so many seasons falling through the...
Winter willows
Winter willows a soft ankle-deep gouache of green and gold. The way the old river was once then when we wore the...
Where they are picking olives
Where they are picking olives there are barely two colours green and grey. The first...
Afternoon is deep in winter
Afternoon is deep in winter only the day cannot decide how cold. Between greys knife and elbows of the...
