Rural Gothic

Well things have been getting just a bit too twee down here in Tweeshire … a year after moving from the big smoke and I’ve swallowed the whole ‘so much for the city’ tagline, jam making and all, but now I need to mix it up a bit. So I’m going to add a bit of macabre into the melee. This small pair of antlers just called out to me today from the junkshop window down the road (and speaking as an ex-vegetarian of 15 years I tried to ignore it but failed).

I think death never seems nearer than when you’re in the countryside – you’re closer to all that cyclical thing of stuff dying and re-growing (or, if it’s unlucky enough, being eaten). Hence the start of what I hope to be a small collection of what I’m calling rural gothic. I’ve got a sewing project mumbling to me over my shoulder based on the theme so I might even do something about it if it decides to speak up a bit louder please.

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