Daily Archives: September 7, 2020

Reading tea leaves, first snow &chocolate eating mice ~ Mary Smith, AfghanistanAdventures#50

Posted on September 7, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Reblogged from Mary Smith’s Place: Lal-sar-Jangal, December 1989 One of the few friends I’d made amongst the women was Aziz’s elderly mother who visited me sometimes to chat over a glass or two of tea. Unlike most of the women, … Continue reading →

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Solitude ~ Happysoul #writephoto

Posted on September 7, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Shattered Shocked, saddened, Seeking some solace, Soul searches sweet serenity! Continue reading at Live Love Laugh Learn

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Going West: The Valley of the Flowers

Posted on September 7, 2020 by Sue Vincent

The rain hammered against the car. We’d been twiddling our thumbs for a while, attempting to keep the windows from steaming up too badly while we grazed on what we had in the glove compartment, looked at the map and … Continue reading →

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Names Matter: vittles…

Posted on September 7, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …The king he were a comin’ down the street an he hard her sing, but what she sang he couldn’t hare, so he stopped and said: ‘What were that you was a singun of, maw’r?’… …The woman, she were … Continue reading →

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Serenity ~ Di #writephoto

Posted on September 7, 2020 by Sue Vincent

You believed you could walk on water, Strode off across the bay by the light of the moon, Totally fearless in your quest. The water lapped at your ankles But you did not hesitate, So sure were your footsteps. The … Continue reading →

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Dear Don: ‘Old-Man-Young’

Posted on September 7, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Dear Don, Perhaps that’s why they are ‘authorities’… a tramline train of thought instead of spreading root and branch… You know, I think you are right about that being the ‘young James’ weekend… which would indeed give us our ‘three’… … Continue reading →

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Serenity’s End ~ Ken Gierke #writephoto

Posted on September 7, 2020 by Sue Vincent

The heartache of our final moment shared, at a distance greater with each passing second, cannot be denied. Continue reading at  rivrvlogr

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The Small Dog Despairs…

Posted on September 7, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Sometimes…well, okay, often, I despair of my two-legs, I really do. She is so proud of how well we communicate, but what she really means is that while I understand loads of her language, not just smells and body language, … Continue reading →

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Dusk Blue-winged Lingers ~ Goff James #writephoto

Posted on September 7, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Reblogged from Goff James at Art, Photography and Poetry

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Subjective ~ Nick Verron #midnighthaiku

Posted on September 7, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Another haiku from my son… Subjective nightmare Arachnid monstrosity Looming with intent *

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