This morning, as I was making breakfast, my youngest son came bursting through the door after walking the dog.
“Mom! You gotta come outside!”
He ran upstairs, back down and outside before I could get my boots on. 111 more words
3 months, 3 weeks ago
a photogenic world
Having written recently about the man-made extension to the mouth of the Tees behind Redcar steelworks (South Gare), I felt in the interests of balance that I should venture across the river to its northern counterpart. 410 more words
Last weekend, we had some magical freezing fog.
The dogs were covered in hoar frost,
And the little sauna house
Nestled cozily on the icy lake. 32 more words
4 months, 3 weeks ago
One morning, I stepped out
Into a world of magical, freezing fog.
Standing on the top of a cliff,
It felt as if I were floating in a fairytale kingdom, 20 more words