Microblog Mondays: Intruders
They have been quiet for a while now. I cautiously open the door a crack to check what they are …
They have been quiet for a while now. I cautiously open the door a crack to check what they are …
All of us have our quirks. One of mine is that I HATE my things being moved from the places I …
We Mallus from God’s Own Country (You others, wherever it is that you live, please don’t be offended, your countries are …
Butterflies are stepping in to fill the vacuum left behind by the birds. As for the birds, they seem to have upped …
I was out on the terrace, the camera slung around my neck, hoping for birds and butterflies to make an appearance …
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Finding My Way Home
Politics, things that make you think, and recreational breaks
The blog of Sandy J. White
"How quickly comes the sun when first it sets its mind to rise." - - j. s. v.
a collection of beautiful things
Urbanites in the woods, doing all our own stunts.
a 100-word story every day
The Pursuit of Writing
Book reviews, releases, writing advice and more... with a pinch of love and sarcasm
“It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.” - Ernest Hemingway
Before I forget
World of P.G. Wodehouse
Never cease to explore and tell!
Undermining the Patriarchy Every Chance I Get. And I Get a Lot of Chances (Copyright Preserved)
I have no idea how that happened.
Scribbles from my notebook