Oak tree (Quercus sp.) backlit with morning sun in Winter. ‘Here he comes again, same time every day. How would he like it? I must admit it’s nice to have a bit of warmth.’ The dog and its owner stop for a moment, sniff and pee, then wander on. ‘Not even a […]
Inspector Rodgers took a deep breath. After all these years he still dreaded the normality of life that surrounded a crime scene. The bodies, however horrific the death, no longer bothered him, but the fact that everything else around them just carried on as if nothing happened. That’s what really bothered him. A sliver […]
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remote unconsciously cook tracing moon patterns strong star void over fingertips lines Wordle 547 — The Sunday Whirl
You may or may not know what a huge fan I am of good coffee. If you’ve read any of my books (Alex Price series – the Community, Pictures of Deceit or After the Light, After the Love.) You may have guessed. Well, doughnuts come in a close second too. Obviously, who doesn’t like them. […]
This is possibly the best word ever and pretty much explains most of my days… Have a great day. I’m off to spuddle.
She dresses in red. Drinks red wine and dreams in colour. She watches life through rose tinted glasses. They shield her eyes from the azure blue of the day. By evening her colour is spectacular, people stare in awe. For just a moment she shines her brilliance, before the day dies. Then all is black… […]
she wrote about her life in golden notebooks that way she could tell where she had been and where she was going but while she was writing she thought she probably should have been outside living not sitting at her desk pen in hand still she thought it was good to keep a journal once […]
Just a few words for cyranny.com word of the day. Breaking. Breaking, breaking, broken… My heart is shattered into a million pieces. Who will rebuild it? Mend the parts with golden droplets and make me whole again. Can I be your golden girl?
I closed my eyes and relaxed, leaning back against the step. It was a day where it felt good to be alive. Spring had arrived, the sun was warm and the sky blue. Birds flitted from tree to tree, enjoying the freedom of the season. Whilst nature flourished around me, I felt that I could […]