Found these items sitting on the ground outside the gate of the local boatyard cum timber-yard….couldn’t help wondering what had happened to the owner. No children have been reported missing, and there is a house full of young ones a few metres down on the other side of the road so I have to assume all is well. Someone’s going to miss that lamb though…
life in Minnesota
“Art is the attention we pay to the wholeness of the world.” Guy Davenport
Mostly original poems along with a few other poetic goodies
Where I walk and what I see.
"This is just the kind of sense that's... not."
a Poems in the Waiting Room (NZ) project
One Way Ticket: South East Asia
You are your own best teacher
The journey
Museum of Documentary and Fiction
Non-Fiction Short Stories. Updated Monday, Wednesday, Friday. Travel, oldsters, love, moments worthy of pause.
Discovering the Relevance of Words in the 21st Century
from the Picasa Web Album Featured Photos
Life and Writing
Riding throughout the earth on a sorrel horse...
Nature's nuances in a nutshell
Truth Within, Shines Without
--- gravy train season ticket holders ---
Grand Pa walking with a camera
Maybe the shoes and socks too?
Kids don’t worry about such mundane things…
The lost lamb is the most worrying thing
If someone loves that lamb like my littlest loves her bear than there will be frantic parents tearing down the house at bedtime! And I’m glad I’m not washing those socks!
Me to. My daughter had a teddy that went everywhere with her. Finally fell apart in the wash. Bought her a similar one but it wasn’t the same.