“It was in Orkney, those Scottish islands closer to the Arctic and to Norway, than to London, where I lay down on the sandstone beach, closed my eyes and dreamed. There I lay, on the remnants of Lake Orcadie, an ancient sedimentary basin that was warm with water four hundred million years ago. There, I could be. There, I could see. There, past and future could be equally rich with the fossils of possibility. This book holds something of what I saw, Dreaming on Lake Orcadie…”
This is an ongoing book project. New pages will be added until the book can hold no more…
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