Monday morning. We still have snow here and have had flurries daily. Unusual for here. Sometimes we just get snow that melts as the weather warms during the day.
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