Winter has set in here in Foxglove Lane. How beautiful, how sad. A time to reflect, pause and hibernate. Out there, the pace is slowing down. Inside, the candles are lit and the wood is in. All is quiet. Sometimes it is hard to imagine that there is anything left to snap out there in a bleak grey December. I give up, I retreat. Then one day I wake up, to life, to the light, and to a new sparkly winter's day.
In winter, by Burrows can be accessed on www.burrowsinwinter.bandcamp.com. Take a dander over there to sample more, I came away with a couple of special Christmas gifts.