Daily Archives: February 17, 2020

Cobwebs and superglue ~ Jim Webster

Reblogged from Jim Webster: I remember, many years ago, watching the vet treat a cow which was tied in a stall in the building next to the milking parlour. Because it was easy to separate a cow from her mates … Continue reading

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How Trusting Algorithms Saved Humanity ~ Geoff Le Pard #writephoto

No one knew the purpose of Rhymer’s Tomb. It stood on its knoll for as long as men had memories and speech to record its presence. It withstood the vagaries of nature and man and refused to give up the … Continue reading

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Afghan adventures #22 with fighting and kidnappings ~ Mary Smith

Reblogged from MarySmith’sPlace: Now we were living on the building site work on the new clinic was speeding up and patients seemed unconcerned about the makeshift consulting room. I still spent part of the day writing out case notes and … Continue reading

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Storm ~ Anita Dawes #writephoto

Thoughts etched in silence Fingernails on a blackboard Words screaming to be set free Grey, unwashed linen clouds Above rusting chains Continue reading at Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie

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Doomsday: The Aetheling Thing…

*** … Our-Father, Lady, Countess-Grae passed light and demure across the softly shifting shades of a turquoise beach. Formless as beauty likened to the morning mist, her presence cleansed and refreshed the air as she danced; flitting capriciously between the … Continue reading

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Storm ~ Trent P. McDonald #writephoto

I felt the turbulence as she entered the room, the low pressure system sucking the air out and drawing all eyes in. A flash of lightning struck as she glanced around the packed room. The crowds parted as torrent moved … Continue reading

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Sweet Fanny Adams..? The horror behind the words…

I was unusually tired when I got back home from work on Sunday afternoon. With plenty of things I was ‘supposed to’ do, I couldn’t settle to anything for once and spent most of the day listening to music. My … Continue reading

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Storm ~ Willow Willers #writephoto

Calador took Lisa in to his arms and smiled down at her. She looked tired and small but no a day older than when they had met fifteen long hard years ago. Her eyes, that deep blue, indicative of witches … Continue reading

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Poised #midnighthaiku

Delicately poised A raindrop on a petal Remembers the storm

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