Caro at Brocket Park

Caro bathed in the reflected flames of Byron's burning effigy at Brocket Park.

Daisy

Is it the hour? We leave this resting-place

Made fair by one another for a while …

The long road then, unlit by your faint smile.

Ah! The long road! And you so far away!

Oh, I’ll remember! but … each crawling day

Will pale a little your scarlet lips, each mile

Dull the dear pain of your remembered face.

The Unquiet Dead

Pope de Locksley

Τὸ Μεγα Θηρίον

Possessione Diabolica

In the Moment

Métaphysique

Ticket to Tide

Folk have always felt the draw of the sea, visiting and in many cases residing at the coast. The ever changing sea enchants, mystifies and sometimes frightens us. Tides are the rise and fall of sea levels caused by the combined effects of gravitational forces exerted by the Moon, Sun and the rotation of the Earth.