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Still here! Not moved to Norway, don’t worry! The radio silence wasn’t intentional, or intended to make you think I’d stayed in Norway — I’ve simply been tired. Busy and tired. I’m trying to sort through hundreds of photos, while at the same time re-shouldering the burden of my writing and gaming obligations. I don’t know whether I’m tired through lack of sleep (I don’t think I’ve caught up after the last few days in Norway), or if it’s something…

I’m stretched really thin at the moment, so the best I can do is a damn history lesson. Let me tell you a little about Lindfield. It’s one of many ancient towns that dots the south of England. It has existed in some form or another way back into prehistoric antiquity, but apparently it entered ‘modern’ history back in 765AD. There’s a photo (below) of the oldest ‘original’ building in the town below — it’s called the Church House now…

Wee-eee-eee… wee-um-a-way… Imbube… imbube… imbube… Last night, Eric, our blind cat, died. It was quick. He died at peace, asleep. Fourteen good, solid, there’s-a-good-cat, mouse-catching, rabbit-snarfling and pigeon-scaring years. Earlier this year Mango, Eric’s sister, died. Eric himself is survived by his brother, Sammy, who is now the last surviving member of a very long line of beautiful cats that we’ve been lucky enough to rear or look after. Fourteen years is pretty good for a cat. I suppose I should…

Medieval Portal & Humbug Head (Click for larger) Seb: Ightham Mote, a house in Kent, England, dates back to the 1300s. It’s been levelled a few times, cut up and resculpted and had its innards gutted and sold off numerous times — but there has been SOMETHING here since the 1300s. About 20 years ago the National Trust bought it and have been managing it since — and it’s lovely! The blue windows were a bit of luck — it had…

Darkness. Enigma. Secret. Curiousity. Surprise. Paranormal. Superstition. Rapture. Riddle. Myth. Magic. Mystery. * * * The definition of mystery, though multi-faceted, is a good place to start: Anything that arouses curiosity or perplexes because it is unexplained, inexplicable, or secret. That [which] is not fully understood or that baffles or eludes understanding; an enigma. But it goes further. I’m not the only one that has noticed the prevalence of mysticism in contemporary civilisation: The skills, lore, or practices that are…

Silver (and orange and gold) Birches & Skirts, Knitwear, Coats (Click each photo for a larger version) Seb: I told you I’d be photographing Autumn (Fall)! I tried some oaks, some beeches… but none of them were quite autumny enough! The silver birches were the first trees to go truly ‘autumnal’ in our garden; beautifully golden and yellow, every gust of wind blowing yet another handful of leaves fluttering from bough to ground. I almost took a photo from the…