Stave 5 Elisa embraced each of her brothers, Calling out their names, laughing and crying, While they told about their wicked stepmother: How she had turned them into swans Only as long As the sun shone; At night they returned to human form, Finding firm ground At sundown Or they would fall from the sky […]
Day: February 19, 2016
Some more echoes from my neighbourhood
This week I am staying closer to home for my contribution to Jacqui’s Echoes over on A Cooking Pot and Twisted Tales. The name of our village comes from a plant that has always grown there – dill. We still have a large clump at the front of our house. We also have a bay […]
writing in north norfolk 