With love and gratitude to my husband, Martin, who always praised my writings and encouraged a pursuit of photography, having bought me my first camera back in 2011. Right up until the last, he was on the look-out for a good Rolleiflex, despite all my protestations!
In the cicada’s cry
Matsuo Bashō
No sign can foretell
How soon it must die.
Martin died suddenly on 7.10.2018 – and in trying to cope without him I have followed, and will continue to follow, the Bard’s advice and commit some of my grief to writings.
“The grief that does not speak whispers the o’er fraught heart and bids it break” ~ Macbeth
