The First Day of Spring? and I Know That I Know Nothing

By Ian Copestick The First Day of Spring? I was out walking this afternoon, and suddenly it seemed as if the atmosphere changed. The wind stopped cutting into me, I could sense the sun on my face. In the distance, I could see the sunlight being reflected in windows, golden, dazzling ! My spirit suddenly … Continue reading The First Day of Spring? and I Know That I Know Nothing

England, My England and It’s That Time Again

By Ian Copestick England, My England A miserable wet evening, grey skies and cold wind. England, my England. This land of grey and green. Summer's now over, and normal transmission has been resumed. Brooding skies with treacherous clouds, nothing to look forward to. Just month after month of god awful weather, being cold and wet … Continue reading England, My England and It’s That Time Again