Monthly Archives: October 2015

Circles

Posted on October 16, 2015 by Sue Vincent
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Return

Posted on October 15, 2015 by Sue Vincent
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Glory

Posted on October 14, 2015 by Sue Vincent
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Hidden reflections

Posted on October 13, 2015 by Sue Vincent

The Silent Eye Camera in hand, I was watching for the baby fish, but my attention was drawn to the little waterfall that tumbles into a corner of the pond, adding an extra dimension of sound to the garden. The … Continue reading →

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Unchanging

Posted on October 13, 2015 by Sue Vincent

Ronovan’s weekly haiku prompt

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Changing Direction: Guest Post by Sue Vincent!!

Posted on October 12, 2015 by Sue Vincent

Originally posted on The Linden Chronicles:
It is easy to get caught in a web of frustration and despair when life seems to wander off at a tangent and do its own thing without bothering to consult you. It isn’t…

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Death in a Red Canvas Chair: FREE This Week on Kindle

Posted on October 12, 2015 by Sue Vincent

Originally posted on SaylingAway:
I was an attendee at the Raleigh Bouchercon Convention this past week – at least for a day, which I will explain in a subsequent post. Bouchercon is held every year in a different city, and…

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Yellow

Posted on October 12, 2015 by Sue Vincent
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An Invitation to Sunday Lunch with Sue Vincent and The Story Reading Ape

Posted on October 11, 2015 by Sue Vincent

Thank you for the invitation, Sally.. Onion soup with the Ape and some of my favourite writers… Perfect ! 😀

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A Landscape of Images III

Posted on October 11, 2015 by Sue Vincent

The Silent Eye The blue pyjamas are the colour of his eyes. He smiles at his son as he snuggles closer into his arms, fingers unconsciously curling the fabric of his shirt… just as he used to play with that … Continue reading →

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