some golden tea and a fresh croissant, some melon and strawberries and reading the end of 'problem in pollensa' by agatha christie begins the day.  i enjoy the sparrow song in the courtyard and the rare warmth that has come to here in chilly scotland- though not without some reminder of her icy antics :- her brusque and sudden blasts that blow in with an awkwardness that ruffles you all up in a mess of hair and papers and blankets blowing everywhere . .

Antiphonal Poem

Here is a poetic foreword to introduce the felt-sense or spatial soliloquy of the origin of this song. .

White flower is the name of the cat Trust I am inaugurating for the welfare of cats.

I opened by chance to some torn and ancient pages of the Poetical Works of EB Browning printed in 1844.  I opened to some pages of three-lined stanzas of a poem called A Vision of Poets . . and I read it out loud to myself to discover the epic terrain, which you can listen to from a link below . .

 An original design by Summerhill ARTE. 

 'All the darkness in the world cannot extinguish the light of a single candle.'

Earth's art of light and trees, morning mist and bird somewhere in time and recorded here in virtual space somewhere in your experience ...