On an early walk this morning the river was bleak and still, holding Dargaville reversed on its surface. This afternoon the wind had whipped the tide into brown peaks.
mirrored in winter water
upside down town
creative wanderings in watercolour, mixed media art and photography
for the not so word shy
person of mystery...soul dancer...quietness advocate...invisibility promoter
Sharing the wisdom of God's Word with a needy world
poems. prayers, and ponderings
Blogging on sketching art journals, creating, painting!
"Not everyone who wanders is lost"
Reader, Writer, Breather, Fighter
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My Reflections and Expressions
Caring About Our World Reflecting About Life
Oh! Take a shit, read a story. - My Mother on flash fiction
A dose of art and haiku.
Collecting seashells along the way
Ghosts, Tall Tales & Witty Haiku!
Travel, adventure, trips and fun. Discover yourself.