Daily Archives: March 12, 2019

Secret Getaway ~ Fandango #writephoto

“Oh Jacob, look at this place. It’s so serene, so idyllic,” Eileen said. “I’m glad you like it, Eileen,” Jacob said, beaming. “I camp out here a few times each summer. It’s like my secret getaway. But this is the … Continue reading

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Get Away ~ Michele Jones #writephoto

There was so much to do, it overwhelmed her. Bills, farm duties, chores, shopping, the list went on. Bella screamed and threw her hands in the air, she needed to get away. Bella ran down the path leading to her … Continue reading

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The Gifts of the Stones #Wayland’sSmithy ~ Alethea Kehas

Reblogged from Not Tomatoes ~ Alethea shares the final moments of our all too brief visit… It was yet another place I didn’t want to leave. Whereas I had felt the exhilaration of life at Castle Hill, the more I … Continue reading

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White ships ~ Jane Dougherty #writephoto

And Sue has decided that I’ve been away from my WIP quite long enough. Back to it. For her Thursday photo prompt. Unease settles on the shoulders of the white lady. Sedge bristles about the lake island, but Evienne wonders … Continue reading

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The Legend…

* Deep in the heart of Derbyshire… *   * A single, eerie light shines out from Langsett Towers… * Continue reading at France and Vincent

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Tranquil ~ Lady Lee Manila #writephoto

  “…till the morning break And the white hush end all but the loud beat Of their long wings, the flash of their white feet.” W.B. Yeats The sorrow and joy interspersed Of witches’ curse or vampire’s thirst Amid the … Continue reading

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Dramatic license…

It was the morning coffee conversation, the one where I perch on the end of my son’s bed while he considers getting out of it. Even fuelled by good, freshly ground beans, that can take some time, especially if we … Continue reading

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Robin #midnighthaiku

* Constant companion An ever watchful presence A song gladly shared *  

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