My daughter is sailing FJs in college and racing. She informs me that she hated sailing when she was little, out with my father and me. My father took this photograph, in his Miller 28.
Hated it: well, maybe….
poems, flash fiction and photographs
Tripping the world, slowly
A site for my creative writing endeavors, writing prompt responses, and experimentation.
EXPLORING THE TEENAGE DIASPORA
Things I should be telling myself
A photographic journey through the North of England, Scotland and Wales
short poems, for short attention spans.
beauty is in the eye of the beholder