On being Lucy Westenra ...

Like Lucy Westenra, I can hear a mouse stirring in our attic -

I'm wearing my ear machines -

That's what Wallace calls them - 

I'm beguiled by noises I'd stopped hearing - 

A moth's wings beating - 

A raindrop falling on a leaf - 

The sound of moonlight - 

A dragonfly landing on water - 

Monday 13 July 2020

The Old School House 

East Stoke 

Dorset