Under the counter or a flutter in the dovecot
I almost threw it across the room.
In fact, I almost threw a lot of things across the room. First it was the mobile: textie after textie after textie; coffee meetings, deadlines. 496 more words
2 weeks, 5 days
A stunning winter morning was all that was required to encourage a walk to the Point. I checked the tide levels and grabbed the camera bag knowing that the shore birds would be feeding. 25 more words
1 month, 3 weeks
The Potting Shed
Good morning from The Potting Shed. Good grief. I knew it had been a long time since my last letter but I see from the Joe Vinks story below, that it was June 25 since my last post! 592 more words