The members were able to communicate the discomfort each felt as human beings dealing with the undealable as we shared the everyday issues of life and death.

The bracken, waist-high at first, was like small hoops at the top of the wood, where the tiny golden tormentil made a carpet and the yellow pimpernel was closing her eager eyes.

I don't mind if he stays there, so long as he cleans up after himself when he's done.

Being without a family, I am flattered with these temporary adoptions into a friend's family; I feel a sort of cousinhood, or uncleship, for the season