Ok, so maybe the tree in tilt is always like that. Still, would you stand on the end? No hands…only feet and wings.
tilt II
KO Rural Mad As Hell Blog
Rural doctor, mom, writes poems, dance, sing.
Ok, so maybe the tree in tilt is always like that. Still, would you stand on the end? No hands…only feet and wings.
Finding Words One at a Time
Creative Writing. Book Reviews. Adult Humour.
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
lest I forget
A photographic journey through the North of England, Scotland and Wales
If I had wings, I would!
I’m often amazed by the apparent precarious perches. Of course, if I was an accomplished flyer, maybe my perspective would be different.