Shelter
Here, where the plants grow wild and the music of nature sounds as a constant background, was where I made my home… … More Shelter
Here, where the plants grow wild and the music of nature sounds as a constant background, was where I made my home… … More Shelter
Seven PM Edmund stood on the shoreline. Waiting. It was something he was good at. As a child he’d waited for his father, watching the ticking clock. At seven pm, daily, the man would hear the governess’ report, granting him a fragment of his time: a smile, a question, a word of praise… if the report was fair. On days when … More Seven PM
This is a continuation of the story begun in The Crossing, the title of which is now being changed to The Forester. For those of you who haven’t already read them, or for anyone who wants to refresh their memory of what happened, here are the links to Part One, Part Two and Part Three, Part Four and Part Five. Each … More The Crossing / The Forester – Part Six
I have been nominated by Nowathome to participate in the 5 Day Black and White Challenge and by Lrod to participate in the 5 Photos – 5 Stories Challenge. This post is my day 3 response to both. I was determined to keep today’s story a little shorter and set myself a word limit of 500. It came … More The Viewing Point
The place where you can find out what Lillie thinks
Looking at life through blue eyes
: around the world :
Myriad memories frozen in time
Looking into why we do the things we do (and some crochet) each Monday
Enjoying Southern California coast
Capturing the beauty of God's creation through the lens of a camera
Amanda Tuke - writer: nature, people, places