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Daily Archives: February 18, 2019
Originally posted on freshdaisiesdotme:
Use the image below as inspiration to create a post on your own blog… poetry, prose, humour… and link back to this post with a pingback to be included in the roundup! Got it! So here…
– It was one of those days. He’d been so organised the night before, he’d made his lunch so that he could eat it at his desk and get out a little early from work, only to realise on the…
Originally posted on But I Smile Anyway…:
Sue’s #WritePhoto prompt: “It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day, it’s a new life for me, and I’m feeling good.” The Nina Simone lyrics played in Sophie’s head as she stared out…
Reblogged from River Dixon: There are days When this world proves Too much for me I was stopped At a crosswalk To let a woman and her children cross A baby under one arm Two small children rushing To keep … Continue reading
“Holy air encased in stone” … that is how Sir John Betjeman described the crypt at Repton, and it was this that we had come to see… we hoped. On a previous visit, the crypt had been locked. This time, … Continue reading
* Flushed with latent flame In momentary beauty Earth reflects heaven *