21st
Passing Stirling,
twilight,
fog rises from the snow,
engulfing hedgerows and trees
22nd
Paper cup of tea in hand,
standing in the pebbles
at the seas edge,
a couple and a dog
take shape
in the mist.
23rd
Against the kirks side wall
lies a boss of John Knox,
broken nosed.
24th
The spade scrapes on the concrete,
turning two handfuls of lime
into the black loam.
25th
Tuesday night,
the stained glass in the church
is lit up.
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