‘Flight From Avoca’ © Joe Canning 2016. All Rights Reserved.

‘Flight From Avoca’ © Joe Canning 2016. All Rights Reserved. March winds blow cold on the golden vale. Biting is the chill that moves the thistle. Content in this perfect isolation; I revel. My mind is clear, free. I am no suffering soul. Succour is mine. I feel a warming, perfect peace. And though this […]

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