The Fire Cycle

"There is this feeling I get when I am with you. There is our future house burning like a star on the hill. There is our dark flickering shadow. There is my hand on fire in your hand on fire, my body on fire above your body on fire, our tongues made of ash."

Zachary Schomburg

Alive in Fields of Gold

"It is a time of quiet joy, the sunny morning. When the glittery dew is on the mallow weeds, each leaf holds a jewel which is beautiful if not valuable. This is no time for hurry or for bustle. Thoughts are slow and deep and golden in the morning." 
— John Steinbeck

photos by Nigel and I

Woolsthorpe, 6 o'clock in the morning