Memory has a way...
Missive from the Land of the Crocodiles.
Pastures new and Leche mù
https://soundcloud.com/emma-jay-ashton/cave-song This song was actually written by a cave woman, many millenia ago, and sent to me, through the ages, on a lunar wind. She watches her family, and learns from them. She burns with the fire of discovery and hears echoes from her own future. Her heart cries for glory and for things she … Continue reading Cave Song
In which teaching philosophy reflects life
England! Portugal! Panama! Fat lasses! Pies! Ukuleles!
Tropical festive Christmas bonkers