Rushing, charging, bumbling liquid, cutting through mountain rock, stealing the natural minerals. Rolling down the valley leaves it’s source to wind it’s course like a knight on a horse. Wet, white water sandwiched in banks of lush green, picture post card scene. Cutting the valley rock by rock thousands of years through the valley it … Continue reading The River
Chocolate
Smooth as silk, sugar and milk. Cold from the fridge melt in the heat, feels good to eat. Melt on the fingers, in the throat it lingers. Addictive a fix a heady mix, little parcels, slabs or sticks. Milk, white and dark it all creates a spark. Cooking or spreading or grating chocolate heaven. It’s … Continue reading Chocolate
Rhythm of the Ink 