Up at 4.30 for the drive to Winchester and I was greeted by a haunting moon lighting up the kitchen. This is it pictured through the rose bush that is beginning to take over the back door. I like the dark and I especially like the dark in the morning. This picture bodes well because it means there is a clear sky and should signal optimism. But there is something gothic about it too. Its been the strangest of weekends, barely light, tons of work to do, marking, applications to write and then it starts all over again. But that's ok. Starting from now this could be a twenty-hour day. First the drive, early morning meetings, teaching 12-6 then from 6.45pm I am reading and singing at a Burns event in Winchester (The Art Cafe - opposite the Discovery Centre if you are around) but who knows when it will finish. I wrote a new song yesterday, working on a straight country feel with another ghost on the bridge lyric, strange how an idea grabs hold and won't let go. Happy Monday, time to re-post one of the best (in my opinion) songs ever written - well its all about the moon pictured here:
