What I really do: copywriter
February 17, 2012
Arising, later than ever
A sleeping hillside
Dusted with midwinter.
Exposed
Waiting
Held motionless in sun-sapped chill.
All a nighttime brought.
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Glistering, blistering silence.
Frozen dust
Falls in a shiver.
Flecks of brilliant gold
Rainbow flickers and blinding flare.
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Teasels crowd the hillside.
A solemn congregation waiting for first light,
caked in bold crystals.
Tussocks of frozen grass dense underfoot.
A wonderland
A world for beasts and fairies
For dreams and afterlives
Pencil-soft
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And shimmering
In the low light.
Low, and lifting.
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Crystal-crusted spikes
Frosted berries, white-edged leaves
And ice-flocked grass
As if it never was otherwise.
Sleigh bells ring
December 31, 2011
Vientos de noviembre
December 5, 2011
Mists and mellow fruitfulness
November 3, 2011
Cyprus time lapse
October 14, 2011
Cyprus time lapse from Gaby Turner on Vimeo.
My hovercraft is full of eels
October 14, 2011




























































































