While my daughter was home from college over break, she went for night walks and runs on the beach. I went along sometimes, on the walks. It is so beautiful in the evening light and in the dark…
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