Daily Archives: January 27, 2019

Lily: The Collector- a short story by Sally Cronin

Reblogged from Smorgasbord: Welcome to the second of the stories this weekend from What’s in a Name Volume II and this story begins with ‘L’ Lily – The Collector Lily dusted off her hands. They had been covered in soil … Continue reading

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THE FIRST SNOWFALL

Originally posted on Iain Kelly:
Her skin is pale, her rumpled cotton vest and panties whiter than the cream sheets she lies on. She murmurs something in her sleep and rolls over, an exquisite bare thigh arching on top of…

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Falling

Originally posted on writing in north norfolk:
It’s falling – snow, white and bitter, blows in on biting winds perfumed with winter. Thickening flakes paint a pointillist monochrome landscape, a gift for the optimist, sled ready, hoping for a white-out,…

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Snowfall – #writephoto

Originally posted on Trent's World (the Blog):
Photo by Sue Vincent The day dawned empty and grey, the air moist with a spine-tingling chill that spoke of snow to come. Not a twig in the bare tree stirred in…

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#writephoto: First home

Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
Sue is keeping up with the writing of this story very well. Another scene from current WIP for the #writephoto prompt. As Raymond FitzGerald predicted, there has been no more fighting since the start…

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Dear Don: Jester…

Dear Don, Ah… the Jester… I can still remember that open-mouthed moment when that image was staring back from the medieval paintings…. And for it to become such a theme through so many of them… Motley Fool or Pied Death? … Continue reading

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Seeding thoughts

I woke early and, instead of crawling grudgingly out of the warm bed as usual, I lay in thought for a few minutes. I had not moved anything except my eyelids; Ani couldn’t possibly know I was awake yet… could … Continue reading

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The Great Mystery: Dreaming… Stuart France

* The mysterium conspires with the animal world whose souls so resemble the purity and innocence of a human child. * It recognises the miracle of life in both seed and egg and the wonder of a harvest which springs … Continue reading

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Village #midnighthaiku

Sleepy village streets Sink deeper into dreaming Blanketed in white

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