The Road Jess Traveled By
I spent my Saturday afternoon with cupcakes in the oven and Jack Johnson on the radio, and I couldn’t have been more content. I always joke that if this whole writing thing doesn’t work out, I’ll just spend my days baking. 409 more words
The Philosopher Accountant
In my afternoon walk I would fain forget all my morning occupations and my obligations to society. – Henry David Thoreau
9 hours, 21 minutes
Three Iron Nails
10 hours, 27 minutes
“When pride comes, then comes shame; but with the humble is wisdom.”
Today, ego could make its way to center stage in my life. 31 more words
10 hours, 38 minutes
“Weekends…and particularly Sundays are reserved for family, they’re not like Americans who live to work like there is no tomorrow,” Maelie explained and took another sip of wine. 257 more words
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First image from my photoshoot with Chelsea Turner.
Tenth September, Sunderland City Centre.
More to be uploaded on my photography page
Melissa Reid Fine Art & Photography.
12 hours, 34 minutes
the sky thick with crows and then
trees ripe with them—not a day
for beginnings or endings or
brushing up against your heart’s
fleshy O-ring and plans for flight… 143 more words
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