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Bridle Rock…

Posted on October 9, 2020 by Sue Vincent

The Bamburgh Beast * … The Great Stone in the ballad is known as Spindleston Heugh(s), and is a dolerite crag on the Whin Sill (‘Dark Flat’) escarpment in the parish of Easington. * The Spindle Stone is a natural … Continue reading →

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Two journeys, one destination (5) – blood and stone ~ Steve Tanham

Posted on October 8, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Writing without the other hand to steady him was hard, but the other was clamped on his thigh, holding back the flow of blood. The words on the vellum were like the wanderings of a dying bird… he smiled at … Continue reading →

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The Shreiking Womb: Neesh…

Posted on October 4, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …So, Deirdru was kept in a place apart until she was ready for Connavor’s bed. * No one was allowed into her enclosure save her foster-mother, her foster-father, and her nurse maid, Leborcham, the satirist. * One winter’s day … Continue reading →

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The Shreiking Womb…

Posted on October 2, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* The Ulstermen were drinking in the house of Connavor’s Bard, Fedlimed mac Dall. Fedlimed’s wedd-woman, who happened to be full with child, was also in attendance. She passed round meat and drink and, when the house reached drunken uproar, … Continue reading →

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Bull-Coyote: Other…

Posted on October 1, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …Buffalo-Bull threw Coyote high into the air with his horns. When he came back down to earth Coyote was a Buffalo-Bull. Bull-Coyote wandered off into another field eating grass to his heart’s content and satisfying his hunger. Just then, … Continue reading →

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Two journeys, one destination (4) – two sides of the hill ~ Steve Tanham

Posted on October 1, 2020 by Sue Vincent

On the second day of the Silent Eye’s ‘Pictish Trail’ weekend, we are beginning in what is, for me, one of the most beautiful places in the world. Portmahomack is a small fishing village on the north side of the … Continue reading →

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Bull-Coyote…

Posted on September 30, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* Coyote was going along… As usual he was ravenously hungry. He passed by Buffalo-Bull and noticed his size. ‘No lack of sustenance there,’ he reasoned. “Couldn’t you make me into a Bull?” asked Coyote. Buffalo-Bull ignored him. “If I … Continue reading →

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…A Month of Sundays.

Posted on September 26, 2020 by Sue Vincent

The Old Sterling Ten Pound Note (obverse) * The Sundays of my youth were quiet days, primarily because in those far off times our country still regarded the first day of the week as a rest day. Most of the … Continue reading →

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Dear Don: Gravid…

Posted on September 22, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Dear Don, Unfortunately, today’s control seems to be rooted in finding the best entrée into the psychology of marketing and manipulation, forgetting that psyche originally referred to the soul, not the wallet or the popularity polls. “Death’s at the bottom … Continue reading →

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Dear Don: Heaven ‘n’ Earth…

Posted on September 20, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Dear Don, The more you look back, the more you see of the origins of so many of our traditions and mythologies… all rooted in the same, very human, questions. I like ‘enchanting the mind’. I wonder if our desire … Continue reading →

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