Sometimes, no words are needed.
Once a week I'll be sharing some of the latest articles published on our website, The Rooter. This is an environmental news website, reporting on positive news stories, successes, green innovations and sustainable developments, and championing grassroots projects and campaigns. I'd love for you all to pop on over and have a browse through some... Continue Reading →
Our new website is now live! Last September my sister and I decided we wanted to set up an environmental website - one that would share only positive news stories rather than the doom and gloom that you so often find on news websites regarding the state of our planet. Yes, there are a lot of problems, but... Continue Reading →
captive sunlight beams from within delicate spheres as ephemeral as purest serenity suspended in careless precision upon a blade's edge It's been a while since I posted anything more than a wordless photograph on my blog, so I thought it was about time I shared something a little longer. I decided a poem and a... Continue Reading →
amidst familiar realities transformed into landscapes of unwelcoming frigidity, harmonize like a squirrel in the snow, drawing on autumnal bounties and memories of summers past, for soon icicles will melt away, freeing frozen dreams in Spring's long awaited thaw
view through a dream's ambiguous clarity visions conjured from yesteryear's depths unchanging necessities amidst the hubbub
wild energies flow channelled through fertile form the lord of the goats leaps in triumph leading the herd along paths of uncertainty
She didn't look back. After all, she was of the Bakiai, and the Bakiai always looked forward. That was how their paths stayed true.
"Ssh," he soothed. "It's all right now. Everything's fine." Magic effervesced beneath his fingertips as he ran his hand in calming strokes down her back, his powers reinforcing his words...
as society celebrates surface artifice masking ugliness beneath painted smiles pure hearts sculpted in gargoylesque form wither whilst awaiting their chance to fly
anticipation gathers in electric frissons on the air excited laughter mingling with the scents of pine needles and spices as children follow the white rabbit into a magical wonderland for a date not to be missed
Imogen's hands shook as she brushed the gathered debris away from the miniature village, her reeling emotions slow to calm. She righted a fallen bench and straightened a leaning signpost. Despite her best efforts, a clinging miasma of neglect remained. The place felt... empty.
fallen leaves lie scattered yesterday's doubts discarded insulating the seeds of hope through winter's long chill