Version:1.0 StartHTML:0000000168 EndHTML:0000003603 StartFragment:0000000468 EndFragment:0000003586 Forecasts   When I look out of the window I see a mist hanging and the trees look as if someone had spilt them.   Like a dried tree, a broken animal horn on my windowsill. How long has it been there?   How long ago did the beast- deer, [...]

From a hotel window

View from a hotel window   Saturday morning, 9am.  I'm looking into the arms, tails and legs of a monkey-puzzle tree and a bird I don't know seems to be telling me Enjoy all this now! A woman in a red fleece walks her beagle along Ness Walk. The river, flowing eastwards, also has somewhere [...]