I have a double lot and I don’t mow the second one. There are two plum trees and an apple tree, and the local deer love it. I may fence more off for more fruit trees, but it’s nice to share plums.
poems, flash fiction and photographs
Tripping the world, slowly
A site for my creative writing endeavors, writing prompt responses, and experimentation.
Things I should be telling myself
A photographic journey through the North of England, Scotland and Wales
dreary poems and rhymes for short attention spans...
beauty is in the eye of the beholder