Section two of the fragmented poppy almost completed this evening; latterly whilst listening to Vaughan-Williams from the Proms. This included 'The Lark Ascending' - my ultimate weaving music. Apposite too, given that it was written in 1914 as the storm clouds of war gathered.
On the ferry to Guernsey I finished the final chapters of 'Ghost Road'; utterly heartbreaking, I was glad to be sitting alone as it reduced me to tears.
Location:Home Studio
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