The hike was glorious in part because the wildflowers were out in force. Red, yellow, white, blue, purple, every clearing on the mountain as we climbed. Gorgeous.
A site for my creative writing endeavors, writing prompt responses, and experimentation.
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