stories and illustration

The Little Hill and the Moon

This image makes me feel a tad wistful, as somehow my longer walks along the high wooded path above the other side of Tweed River seem wanderings of the past. But it is early in the year, and I am gradually trying to sort out the workings of my mind and the workings of my cupboards. Maybe these things are connected. The cupboards, then the mind, maybe. The little hill has a crown of trees, which I have not explored. This side of the river is England, where there is not the right to roam. One notices the notices. Standing in the little path and looking back across the river is Lennel House, where Beatrix Potter used to stay. The pandemic has done something strange to us all, I think; but I shall be back, Little Hill, in the light of day.

January 7, 2023 - Posted by | Art, Photography, Uncategorized | , , , , ,


  1. Beautiful nocturne

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    Comment by Rosina | January 7, 2023 | Reply

  2. Aha, Rosina – “nocturne” – one of the best words in the English language – or is it French?

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    Comment by Cara Lockhart Smith | January 8, 2023 | Reply

  3. Thank you for taking this one out of your cupboard. The little copse adds a further poignancy because the noticeable notices forbid entry, except to the imagination of those of us who have read this wistful offering.


    Comment by jamesmmcardle | January 13, 2023 | Reply

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