C Duncan

The local sparrows have always pulled and pecked a bit, but this year they've really been munching away at Mrs S's beloved garden. Leaves from the stems and petals from the flowers, nothing, it seems, is safe from their roaming beaks. They leave a trail of devastation behind them, causing Mrs S a whole bunch of grief. Perhaps their extra-curricular quaffing is a comment on the quality of the actual bird food I put out for them, though that always disappears fairly sharpish too. To Mrs S's credit the garden still looks fantastic, regardless.

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All of this is a long-winded way of introducing 'Garden', the latest track to be lifted from C Duncan's imminent debut LP, 'Architect', following on from last year's equally classy single, 'For', and 'Say' from earlier in 2015. C Duncan hails from Glasgow and I feel sure that one of my Scottish based blogging chums must have flagged him at some point over the past few months, though as I've only lately come to fully realise just how special his music is, I'm sure they won't mind me spinning a couple of his tunes again.

Check out more of C Duncan's music here.

Misty Mist

Down the garden, over the allotments and across the marsh beyond. I always stop to look out of our bedroom window, whether I'm on my way into bed at night or stumbling out of it at the start of a new day. It's never the same view twice. Here's what I saw this morning.

I could write a whole piece on the range and variety of mists that gather on the marsh, but would struggle to illustrate any of them. Successfully capturing mist on camera is akin to capturing lightning in a bottle, for me anyway. This morning's mist/frost/sun combo was particularly beautiful though. And as I looked out, I too was being observed. I guess the view in the other direction is no big deal to this little 'un.

Later in the day, we endured a private mist of our own - inside the house. The next door neighbours were sanding down a beam and, as our two houses were once one and thus we share some floorboards, a gentle sawdust fog drifted up and through the rooms, leaving a fine covering over everything. I'd only vacuumed yesterday too.