At Broadfields: Witching chairs....x

A curious day. Time misplaced. A friend blown in unexpectedly from the north. A hug. A smile. A wonder. An exchange. A black cat. A smashed glass. No food. Nothing at all.

A stop. Stand still. A collection of chairs. A broom. I stare. I wonder. I think.

I think. Witches.

HAppy HAlloween.....x