Back to Fort Worden in the evening at the end of a beach walk. Fading light and everything turning blue and beautiful and mysterious.
Our Family Blog
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
A budding doc's attempt at poetry
Never cease to explore and tell!
A Writer's On-Going Search for Just the Right Words