What is the last thing you learned? In the quiet, shadowy recesses of my mind, where thoughts weave through the darkness like pale, silken threads, I recently stumbled upon a fascinating, albeit macabre, revelation: the art of memento mori photography. This haunting practice, born from the depths of the Victorian era, involves capturing the last … Continue reading Whispers from the Shadows
Many moons ago, I lost someone very dear to my heart. My friends and family, bless their souls, gradually drifted away, finding it increasingly challenging to connect with my words. Thus, I found myself alone with my son as my sole companion.As fate would have it, we soon found ourselves in lockdown, further isolating me … Continue reading Unveiling My Blogging Journey Through Loneliness: A Search for True Connection
In the twilight's somber embrace, as the melancholic shadows danced upon the canvas of my garden, a singular event occurred that ignited the dormant embers of my heart—none other than the appearance of a crow. Ah, dear reader, permit me to recount this most extraordinary occurrence with the wit and charm befitting the finest tales … Continue reading It’s that bleeding crow again…
A Fool's Handbook 