Monday, 14 November 2016

Little Redwing and the Wolf

I was horrified to read today of people shooting migrating redwings. Their song has elated my mornings this last week, with a few individuals appearing to harvest, windfalls and berries.
Anger often leads me to images of Little Red Riding Hood and the wolf, paralysing other creativity but channeling it into versions of this story, the protagonists individually or together interchanging roles and representing so much for me.

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