Twilight and life.

She walked too early this evening, around the  village. She wanted to see bats. She wanted to draw. Three dogs, four ginger cats and Her, a curious ritual procession to call the dark in on another day. In the hedges the campion flowers glowed brightest pink. Across the fields swallows skimmed the sea of grass. At Glyn's house he was standing on the doorstep looking tired and frail, but still there with a pat for a cat and a treat for a dog. She stayed and talked and he wanted to know if She thought there was a heaven up there.

As they talked the sky began to glow a rich pink, a flood of colour across the land, a splendid dance of setting sun, a radiant roof for the world. Bats began to flit flitter across the yard. Moth flutter, bat flit and the reeling rasp of grasshopper warblers as twilight fell.

Beautiful fading light and life.

If any could spare the time we think perhaps Glyn would like some letters. They have brought such joy to his life, knowing that he has friends so far away. Just someone out there who is thinking of him.

Cards can be posted to: C/O Chris and Julie, The Moshulu Shoe Shop, New Street, St Davids, SA62 6SN, Wales, UK.
We will make sure that She takes them to him.