The Shortest Day Susan Cooper (1935-) And so the Shortest Day came and the year died And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world Came people singing, dancing, To drive the dark away. They lighted candles in the winter … Continued
I’m quite sure the neighbours think I’m mad, fossicking around in the undergrowth in all weathers, poking my nose into crevices in trees, and shining a torch on the underside of leaves to see what might be lurking there. But … Continued