Reblogged from Sun in Gemini:
Lost Island
In response to Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt.
Lost Island – #writephoto
A first the waves moved, playfully, over his ankles.
Then they became more insistent, as his body resisted their pressure. “No,” his body spoke for him. “This can’t be happening!”
He strode deeper into the sea that had turned on him, tightening the muscles of his thighs and buttocks as he fought against the waves that engulfed…
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About Sue Vincent
Sue Vincent was a Yorkshire born writer, esoteric teacher and a Director of The Silent Eye. She was immersed in the Mysteries all her life. Sue maintained a popular blog and is co-author of The Mystical Hexagram with Dr G.M.Vasey. Sue lived in Buckinghamshire, having been stranded there due to an accident with a blindfold, a pin and a map. She had a lasting love-affair with the landscape of Albion, the hidden country of the heart. Sue passed into spirit at the end of March 2021.
Sue Vincent's Daily Echo 
I am suffering from a strange lack of inspiration. I’m not sure if I’m just worn thin from the battle to save our trees from the voracious invasive caterpillars, or … what? I’m blaming the caterpillars … and a ton of medication I’m on temporarily in the hope that it will knock back some of the skin allergies and joint inflammation that has been making it harder and harder for me to actually do anything. I feel I should be participating more … but when I try, the brain clicks off and I just stare at the screen. Sigh. Hope you and Nick had a great, celebratory survival day!
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Put your feet up and relax, Marilyn… writing can wait, resting probably can’t by the sounds of it. You have my sympathies… my foot is still itching like crazy from those damnable spider bites (so I can empathise with Garry too!) and my joints are still protesting about the furniture moving and attempts at digging 🙂
Nick and I had a lovely day… cleaning out the worm and gunge filled pond pumps and filter, ripping back bindweed and relocating pond plants. He says he didn’t mean to splatter me head to foot in wormy gunge… 😉
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