Al Brydon — Library - Biblioscapes

As We Wander

The solidity of my surroundings and my own fluidity. I am a visitor for an all too brief time. I will end. You will end. The landscape will remain.

Another Place PressEuan RossJanuary 21, 2024Al Brydon

Even The Birds Were Afraid To Fly

I’ve always loved the sound of crows cawing. It has been suggested that they may even have their own language.

Kozu BooksEuan RossAugust 26, 2022Al Brydon

None Places

Another Place PressEuan RossAugust 19, 2020Al Brydon

Graveyard Bins

The bin contents are ever changing as grieving relatives decide that the flowers they leave are no longer fit to represent the love they had for the deceased.