Daily Archives: January 11, 2019

Honor ~ Trent P. McDonald #writephoto

Posted on January 11, 2019 by Sue Vincent

The way the sun rose sluggishly that morning; the way the mist clung to the tree branches, refusing to let go; the way the birds wouldn’t roost or stop to eat at any of the feeders, restlessly flapping from place … Continue reading →

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Honour ~ Willow Willers #writephoto

Posted on January 11, 2019 by Sue Vincent

Though the years Have passed I still owe A great debt Continue reading at willowdot21

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When Children Have the Freedom To “Be” ~ Jennie Fitzkee

Posted on January 11, 2019 by Sue Vincent

Reblogged from A Teacher’s Reflections : While this is a post I wrote about play performances with children, it is really about far more. Oh, yes! It is about believing and taking risks. It is about freedom and encouragement. It’s … Continue reading →

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Honour ~ Deepa #writephoto

Posted on January 11, 2019 by Sue Vincent

sometimes those templated praises and scripted thank you cards sounds more of an irony that the heart mourns and the ear grieves… Reblogged from Sync with Deep

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Honour ~ Alethea Kehas #writephoto

Posted on January 11, 2019 by Sue Vincent

Even after death, the self is contained in a sheath of armor A plastic rose defies decay above an empty womb Preservation of the outer causes sterility of the inner Continue reading at Not Tomatoes

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Debunking Granny…

Posted on January 11, 2019 by Sue Vincent

It was Barb Taub that started me thinking, with her collection of gems learned over the years. One in particular I recognised and yet, on the five occasions when I have been rushed to hospital in an ambulance, all sirens … Continue reading →