
England, like Scotland, has an inexplicably special place in my heart. Inexplicable because, as far as I know, I have no real connection to it. It just makes me happy every time I visit. I love the history, the architecture, the countryside, the people and the permanence. It just seems like it’s been there forever.
Refuge
The Way
Headlight
The Last Engine
Toward Quiet
Riptide
Driftledge
Shut In
Waiting Room
Slipstream
Dialtone
Where She Was
Epilogue
Last Catch
Lights On
Drawn
The Sky Fell
The Wait
Encroachment
While The Sky Waits
Keeper