
High above the town of Todmorden a surprisingly large cemetery sprawls across a windswept hillside. While most of the inhabitants of Cross Stone Cemetery are unable to appreciate the view,…
High above the town of Todmorden a surprisingly large cemetery sprawls across a windswept hillside. While most of the inhabitants of Cross Stone Cemetery are unable to appreciate the view,…
My mornings begin early. We have settled back into our familiar school and workday rhythm after a somewhat idle summer. The world is still grey when I draw back the…
The summer has passed in the blink of an eye, as summers are wont to do. It was neither a spectacular, hazy hot summer nor completely wet and windy. By some…