Daily Archives: September 23, 2019

Glory of the Invisible ~ Anjum Wasim Dar #writephoto

Strange are the nights with visions of gleaming fleams, piercing vapours and sweet soft humming murmurs merging gold blue crimson and black, golden globe sinks,succumbs to darkness Continue reading at Poetic Oceans

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A date for the diary ~ Scotland with the Silent Eye, September 2020

On the trail of the Picts (plus optional Orkney extension) North of Inverness, Scotland 11th – 13th September, 2020 The Picts were a mysterious race who settled in the north-east of Scotland and flourished between the 3rd and 8th centuries … Continue reading

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The Murmuration ~ Paula Light #writephoto

When the starlings blot out the sun, in a black thundercloud of ten thousand… The young folks smiled and danced on the beach. They were used to the blind man’s crazy talk. He was so old now that he had … Continue reading

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Writer, is Formatting Your Manuscript a Headache? ~ Rachael Ritchey

Reblogged from Rachael Ritchey: One thing that I’ve learned over time is that there are some specific (though not set in stone) requirements to the formatting of a manuscript. Tweet How it looks and how it works do matter! In … Continue reading

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A loud sunrise ~ Phillip Knight Scott #writephoto

The sun screams from behind darkened clouds – a crescendo of deep oranges bustling just over the horizon. A din of shaggy clouds hang higher, standing with a clamor before the blues of another day waking up with fresh eyes … Continue reading

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Don’t judge me. It’s not the ONLY reason I keep him… #humor #spiders #Men&Women

Originally posted on Barb Taub:
The night I betrayed feminism. I blame it on old age, even older house, and a freakishly warm night in Scotland. If my house hadn’t been the victim of 150 years of floorplan fiddling, the…

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Aurally Speaking…

* “But what does it mean, I mean, why insist upon this sort of ‘Geometric Embedding’?” “There may be several reasons, but one is certainly preservative.” “Coding may be another…” “…And quit possibly, keying.” “Keying sounds interesting?” “Keying is still … Continue reading

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Last Sunset ~ Michele Jones #writephoto

Elliot walked to the tree in the back corner of his land. He’d come here to think, to relax, to unwind. He enjoyed the view. As he came closer, he saw her. Under his tree. Enjoying his special place. He … Continue reading

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Rites of Passage: Beyond well…

Our last ‘official’ site for the day was Mompesson’s Well. The small, stone-capped well-housing sits in an enclosure above the village of Eyam, on the old salt road that once joined Sheffield to Cheshire. The well is fed by a … Continue reading

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Savebury… Stuart France

* “So here’s to you, Mr Robinson, Jesus loves you more than you can know…” “You have no idea just how many times I have heard that.” “Sorry, still, at least we now have your attention.” Continue reading at Stuart … Continue reading

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