Miss this trail.

Fun commute!

Lovelocks on the Rochdale Canal.

R.I.P. Ursula K. Le Guin

Only in silence the word :-(

Ursula K. Le Guin, Acclaimed for Her Fantasy Fiction, Is Dead at 88

I picked up The Farthest Shore at a second hand book fair when I was 11. Expecting standard 60s sword and sorcery, but it turned out to be an astonishing meditation on language, mental illness, addiction, the necessity of death, what it means to be good, what it means to be happy... I didn't get all this out of it at first, maybe, but it got under my skin and stayed with me.

My favourite book of hers is probably Always Coming Home. The story itself takes up less than half the book; the rest, field notes from a future culture. Is it post-apocalyptic or post-singularity? There are even recipes, which I tried. They're pretty good.

Oh 💩 yeah, taxes, thanks for the reminder.

Whew

Midwinter

Taken from the top of Bryn Celli Ddu earlier this year.

Plotting the vectors of the fundamental interconnectedness of all things.

Strange Lovers from Methera and Mats Rehnman on Vimeo.

Live from Fiddles on Fire, The Sage Gateshead, May 2013.

View from the tram. Shortly after I took these, someone was sick at my feet. Oh this town, this crazy town.