Duncannon, a stranger called
Duncannon, a stranger called. We were happily pottering in our little seaside garden. It was a fine Spring day. Plants …
Duncannon, a stranger called. We were happily pottering in our little seaside garden. It was a fine Spring day. Plants …
Duncannon Beach, evening time The light by the last wave lingers on fronds of seaweed fingering wave-wet rocks where brim-filled …
A journey through some earliest memories and across the seas beyond great rocks to a safe haven’s shores
Beyond Ailsa Craig Towards the Clyde we sailed, away beyond Ailsa Craig. It was far from the sea …
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