“PURE DRUGS”
In Logie Churchyard I came across the grave of Dr Henry Dryerre, it was early morning and the sun had just appeared above the horizon. So my eyes were straining … Continue reading “PURE DRUGS”
being and becoming in the world
In Logie Churchyard I came across the grave of Dr Henry Dryerre, it was early morning and the sun had just appeared above the horizon. So my eyes were straining … Continue reading “PURE DRUGS”