Gate to the Land of Youth… Stuart France

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Fin and his Merry-Men were hunting atop a hill.

All day they were there yet caught no glimpse of game.

As evening drew in, Fin spoke, “let’s turn for home, boys, there is naught for us on this dismal hill,” he said, “’twill be late when we get there and a hunger and thirst will be on us.”

“A hunger and thirst on us, already,” said Conan, and spat into the ground.

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So Fin and his Merry-Men turned and set off down the hill-side.

Before long a Black Fog fell and they lost their way.

“No good ever came from a fog of this sort,” said Fin resignedly, “we’re out for the night now, boys, and no mistake!”

As the Merry-Men set too, assessing their predicament, Dermot spied a white-washed house in the gloom.

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Awakening #midnighthaiku

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Stones wake to moonlight

Forgotten lives whispering

Long silence broken

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Two forests ~ M. Brazfield #writephoto

as i followed the silver mist

i could not understand it was her voice

and the voice of the others in their

cocktail dresses

lyrically they laughed in a quasi celestial choir

while they clinked their martini glasses

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Rays of Hope ~ Rupali S Banerjee #writephoto

crossing

Life on the other side….

Has sunshine and green….

Vibgyor rays peeping through branches….

Making a beautiful scene !!!!

Being on the opposite side….

Standing in the dark….

The mind disbelieves….

A difference so stark !!!!

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The Healer: Now part of a Box Set! ~ Christoph Fischer

Reblogged from Christoph Fischer:

When advertising executive Erica Whittaker is diagnosed with terminal cancer, western medicine fails her. The only hope left for her to survive is controversial healer Arpan. She locates the man whose touch could heal her but finds he has retired from the limelight and refuses to treat her. Erica, consumed by stage four pancreatic cancer, is desperate and desperate people are no longer logical nor are they willing to take no for an answer. Arpan has retired for good reasons, casting more than the shadow of a doubt over his abilities. So begins a journey that will challenge them both as the past threatens to catch up with him as much as with her. Can he really heal her? Can she trust him with her life? And will they both achieve what they set out to do before running out of time?

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Stagshaw Garden

Sun in Gemini

The view of Lake Windermere from part way up the fellside

Stagshaw Garden is a sloping woodland garden of approximately eight acres. It is located on a steep slope named Skelghyll Fell on the north-eastern shores of Windermere, England’s largest lake. The area around Windermere is considered the centre of the Lake District. The word ‘Lakeland’ has become a normal way of referring, locally, to the Lake District.

Most of the Lake District is protected by the National Trust – a preservation organisation which was founded in 1897 and empowered by an Act of Parliament in the early years of the twentieth century. Beatrice Potter, the children’s author, was one of the founders of the National Trust. She lived in Lakeland and bequeathed her substantial local landholdings to the Trust at its formation.

Stagshaw Garden was created for the National Trust by Cubby Acland. The project was begun in 1959…

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Published Bloggers (1)

beetleypete

As some of you know, I am always happy to promote the books of bloggers who have published books. Whether they have self-published, or managed to get a deal, it doesn’t matter.

I made a similar offer to this in 2017, and thought it was about time to try again.

But I don’t have time to trawl the blogs of my followers for them, and rely on them letting me know. So I have decided to offer a no-strings promotion on my blog. If you are part of this community, and struggling to get readers for your work, then I will help by adding your links to a series of blog posts. To be included, just choose from the following options.

1) Add your link or links to the comments on this post.
2) Send me a cover photo and a brief synopsis by email to petejohnson50@yahoo.com
Then I will…

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Preparing For A Return To The Gold Standard ~ Geoff Le Pard #writephoto

For Mandolin O’Dorke it should have been an average stroll in an average wood on an average day. The sun shone in a ho-hummish medium sort of way, Goldilocksian in that it wasn’t too hot or cold. He felt okay, nicely poised between happy and miserable, in one of those fence-sitting moods that can soar with the discovery of a fiver in the inside pocket of your jacket or plummet with the squelch of something clawing on the sole of your shoe.

If he spotted the rainbow at all it was with that part of the brain that sits in reserve at the back reading the Hippocampus times and waiting to see if it’ll be needed. He had almost passed it when something caught his eye. He thanked the something, explaining that his eye had a tendency to come loose on average days and popped it back into its socket.

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Dear Wen: But ‘n’ Ben…

Dear Wen…

Amra Columcille is the thread and rather fittingly it will allow us to bring in some of the Minahane stuff.

That makes me very happy.sheffield book weekend 159

Curious, isn’t it how true genius is never recognised in its time largely, perhaps because the establishment by its very nature has neither the desire nor the scope to dream…

I noticed that the murals from Helmsley didn’t quite make it into But ‘n’ Ben… maybe they were never meant to…

Nick Birds SE Ilkley 2015 uffington avebury cropton Helmsley 046I already have a number of possible ways into the story of Bean Sidhe, none of them orthodox all of them utterly unacceptable on so many levels…

We may have to do a little more planning than usual for this trip though.

It might not be quite so easy to rock up on spec and get a couple of beds in what is after all now a foreign country not that it is all that easy in our own country god bless its ‘terrorist’ obsessed heart…

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Beyond Darkness ~ Dr. Lim Keng Hua #writephoto

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time stand still in dark

open gaps among tree trunks

trapped light seeped through space

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