Daily Archives: December 21, 2018

Setting, a Christmas tale ~ Sisyphus #writephoto

Posted on December 21, 2018 by Sue Vincent

It was the time in the evening, when, wherever I may be, whatever the season, I love to wander: when Sol prepares to set, that is when our small globe turns his face away from the star. This was perfect. … Continue reading →

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A Christmas Story ~ Iain Kelly #writephoto

Posted on December 21, 2018 by Sue Vincent

‘The setting for our Christmas story today is a mountainous region far away, a land of hills and fields. There lived three men there…’ A small hand shot up, ‘Was one of them Santa?’ ‘No, one of them was not … Continue reading →

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Hearing Beyond Fear…

Posted on December 21, 2018 by Sue Vincent

The Silent Eye * We do not take these things lightly. We try to approach them as informally as possible. We want to share their magic and inspiration with others. We want people to enjoy them as we do, in … Continue reading →

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Setting ~ Willow Willers #writephoto

Posted on December 21, 2018 by Sue Vincent

Sun Ebbing. The sands of Time teetering, Nothing left for it to Give, save golden memories Continue reading at willowdot21

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Setting ~ Anjali Sharma #writephoto

Posted on December 21, 2018 by Sue Vincent

Among all other feelings, love is only emotion that ties stranger in life and evolves happiness. And happiness is like shadow of the evening, which increases with the setting sun of life. Reblogged from Positive Side of the Coin

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Ani’s Advent Calendar 2018! Christmas, Noelle and Garfield

Posted on December 21, 2018 by Sue Vincent

Well, she finally managed to drag herself out to the shed and get the Christmas stuff… so we have a tree. It isn’t like the years when all the boys were home… and there were lots of them sometimes, not … Continue reading →