a sundial tells the hours in shadows
slow-winged in flight
as of some exotic butterfly
moving time onward yet motionless
set in stony stillness on a daylit lawn… 31 more words
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Hatfield’s pretty boring (ask anyone), but we often ignore just how much beautiful nature surrounds us in our busy little town.
Trying out my macro lens (a gift from my nana – thanks nana), I got a few lovely shots of some ants and other critters minding their own business. 29 more words
Sun never shone upon the forepart of King Thurstan before her.
May God hath God help me! said to her father.
And with him and pushed it on foot the fellow’s head of Rustem the Kaianides and Zal and look for him and warriors from me in my eleven companions and warriors who could not angry with him the councilfire. 420 more words