Tag Archives: senses

Distorted reality

Posted on January 17, 2021 by Sue Vincent

I stood outside my son’s bedroom, bundled up against the cold that was dropping a few meagre snowflakes on the morning. Camera in hand, I was snapping away happily when I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the window. … Continue reading →

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Sensory Deprivation?

Posted on June 9, 2020 by Sue Vincent

I was no more than five years old. We were staying with one of my great-grandmothers for a while. She was an old lady by that point, with a sharp mind and a wicked sense of fun. She was also … Continue reading →

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A contract with wonder

Posted on February 2, 2020 by Sue Vincent

The glamorous sky seems an incongruous backdrop for mundane chimneypots and washing lines. Veiled by the pallid grey of low cloud or with a symphony of shades, the sun rises over the fields, painting the morning with impossible colour, every … Continue reading →

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A pattern in the night

Posted on November 24, 2019 by Sue Vincent

I couldn’t sleep. I’d gone to bed sleepy, read until I could read no more, then snuggled down expecting the inner lights to go out within minutes. An hour later I was still waiting… and wide awake. It might have … Continue reading →

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Smorgasbord Interview – Human in every Sense of the Word -Ignoring VS. Acknowledging and Obeying My 6th Sense by Patty Fletcher

Posted on July 29, 2019 by Sue Vincent

Reblogged from Sally Cronin’s Smorgasbord: Welcome to the Sunday Interview- Human in every sense of the word. As humans there are five main senses that we rely on to navigate through this world.  And there is one that we all … Continue reading →

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A Ghost Story ~ Bladud Fleas #writephoto

Posted on July 2, 2019 by Sue Vincent

Along that passage we share with presence unseen, only knowing they’re there and perhaps where they’ve been, by the scent of dankness, like dew on old earth, or stone dust; by the motes which twist in the morning’s beam, and … Continue reading →

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Being Human

Posted on June 2, 2019 by Sue Vincent

Shadows dance in the firelight. A hand, warm upon cold stone, where many other hands have rested. The breath of the shaman, blowing ochre, staining the wall at this moment of passage. Rite of recognition within the tribe. Kinship and … Continue reading →

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Beyond ~ Bladud Fleas#writephoto

Posted on April 20, 2019 by Sue Vincent

Everything alive here, now and before, is the favour of the sun; its light and warmth. In the cold of late winter, before the spring, before the earth has warmed and, in its turn, warmed the air which remains chill … Continue reading →

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Saving for a rainy day…

Posted on February 4, 2018 by Sue Vincent

The fish need feeding… their food cannisters need refilling too. The bird feeder needs completely restocking…and it is freezing outside. Not only is it cold enough to make a snowman shiver, it is raining… the kind of rain that falls … Continue reading →

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Illusory #midnighthaiku

Posted on January 8, 2018 by Sue Vincent
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