Eric McLean
Writing from sun bleached stone of Cyprus and the thinking rain of Edinburgh. Stories that listen for the murmur inside.
My faithful companion is a Border Collie who pretends to read what I write.. while really waiting for another walk.
Writing from sun bleached stone of Cyprus and the thinking rain of Edinburgh. Stories that listen for the murmur inside.
My faithful companion is a Border Collie who pretends to read what I write.. while really waiting for another walk.