There is a part of childhood that is childish, and a part that is sacred. Suddenly we are touching the sacred part — running to the shoreline, feeling the first cold burst of water on our ankles, reaching into the tide to catch at shells before they ebb away from our fingers. We have returned to a world that is capable of glistening, and we are wading deeper within it.


Every Day (ed. Egmont UK, 2013) - ISBN: 9781780311975


There is a part of childhood that is childish, and a part that is sacred. Suddenly we are touching the sacred part — running to the shoreline,...

There is a part of childhood that is childish, and a part that is sacred. Suddenly we are touching the sacred part — running to the shoreline,...

There is a part of childhood that is childish, and a part that is sacred. Suddenly we are touching the sacred part — running to the shoreline,...

There is a part of childhood that is childish, and a part that is sacred. Suddenly we are touching the sacred part — running to the shoreline,...