Today is my mother’s birthday and I miss her. She died in 2000. Last night I heard of the death of a 20 year old at my daughter’s college. I am so sorry, for him, his family, his friends.
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