Monday, November 22, 2010. A fork appears in the road. This blog is closing down. I would not leave you out in the cold like that! I am splitting this blog into two blogs. Bookmark or subscribe to this for my pointless photos, sporadic musings and occasional half-hearted music review. 13 Sep, 2005 - 22 Nov, 2010.

In the year or so before your father died,. I loved your laugh; your hair. With the colour and sheen of fallen acorns. In the cool blue of the garden that grew up to your door. We beckoned the ghosts of gods. Lavender grew behind our ears,. Your mother was a druid, and your father, the Green Man;. You, a dryad; your brother, Pan. In piles of leaves at the brink of forest.

A Campaign to Openly and Directly Address Rape. It is also a public service campaign to educate around the realities of rape, sexual assault, and sexually transmitted infections for the safety and health of women who are exposed to them.