Calms and storms
It was a grey Sunday morning in Anghiari, the clouds hanging low over the hills on the far side of …
Tag Archives: He Makes His Messengers Winds
Ruthless planning
It has been a busy few days here chez O’Neill, the first of my builder’s latest sojourn. To be fair …
Days like today
Like some Indiana Jones adventurer emerging from the thick jungle to gaze upon the uncluttered valley below, I have emerged …
Evening without carols
Tonight was the last meeting of the year for the Parliament Choir, and, having rehearsed, performed and signed off our …
Words
I despise the way that some words have shifted from their original meaning. Among those words we may number “literally” …
Deadlines
Frenetic does not go part of the way to describing how the past couple of days have been, the payoff …
Psychedelic dragon
So what of the weekend? Saturday was calm by recent standards, although I needed to shift some work around in …
Exploring the highways
It seems that the final chord of the Brahms Requiem performance on Wednesday evening heralded (note this word) the beginning …
Early to rise
As I write I am sitting in one of my favourite hidey holes in Wimbledon, scanning the web for anything …
The busyness of the business
The busyness of my business has continued into the start of the week, and I am following my rhythm of …
