Your story of the stag reminded me of a time that I was awoken very early by the sound of hooves. And I did look out of my window into the dark and I saw a Victorian style hearse being drawn up my very steep city hill by a set of horses. Atleast I think I saw this, but I’m not entirely sure. It does seem quite unlikely. Maybe it was a dream. I will never know.
I just love your words Imogen 🙏🏻🩵
Thank you Robyn. It’s lovely of you to say so, especially since in your part of the world the seasonal resonances couldn’t be more different! X
Your story of the stag reminded me of a time that I was awoken very early by the sound of hooves. And I did look out of my window into the dark and I saw a Victorian style hearse being drawn up my very steep city hill by a set of horses. Atleast I think I saw this, but I’m not entirely sure. It does seem quite unlikely. Maybe it was a dream. I will never know.