Last week I visited Alnwick Garden in Northumberland with a friend I've known since my teenage years in the late 1980's. We don't see each other often but easily slip back into our companionship, laughing, shrieking and talking the serious stuff as we explored the garden. The sky was cloudless with a blue that appeared infinite, the kind of blue I dream about in the depths of winter. It was a breathtakingly beautiful day.
I spotted the fox atop some garden folly, the fox is a totem animal for me, this one looks defeated and unsure of itself...
