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Small White Feather

I know I’m not alone in the secret joy I feel when I find a beautiful feather. Found feathers are like little gifts. They are personal messages from winged beings.  709 more words

My Journey.

October's Guest Storyteller, Andrea Stephenson

Andrea Stephenson writes fiction, including short stories and The skin of a selkie, her first (as yet unpublished) novel. She finds inspiration in nature, the coastline and the turn of the seasons. 335 more words


Andrea Stephenson reblogged this on Harvesting Hecate and commented:

This week you can read my first piece of flash fiction over at Sarah Potter Writes. Sarah writes speculative fiction, sci-fi and fantasy, but her blog is an eclectic delight of fiction, haiku, photographs and more. Thanks so much to Sarah for inviting me to be her October guest storyteller. Please let me know what you think of the story and check out some of Sarah's other posts.

White Feathers & Angels

I don’t know about anyone else, but I believe that there is alot more to us than our skin and bones, our brains, and our bodies.  2,280 more words


The White Feathers

I don’t think the fact that it was a dull overcast morning today when we made continuing slow progress on the work of clearing the edges of the back drive, was really the reason I am beginning to find it very boring. 470 more words

Fallen Feather

A lone feather sits, fallen on the ground yet still looks lovely.