One photograph, each day, for 365 days. Well, here we are. It has been a difficult week. I wish that this blog had sound effects, you would be able to hear Milo snoring loudly.

A blog by the seniors at Xiang Jiang High School. The plots are loose and the dialog brilliant.

A new day will dawn. Fryup Press is the name I chose as a publisher. Why? Because we lived in a small dale called Fryup in the Esk Valley in the North York Moors. We now live near Glaisdale. This banner photo is our home, overlooking the Esk Valley.

8230;hopefully for the last time. A heartbreaker of a day.

When you get the choice to sit it out or dance,. E can find ourselves in places, or positions in life that are less than ideal. We are sure that life would be easier if things were different, and they probably would be. We bemoan our lot and feel down hearted and disadvantaged by circumstance. Hich is why I was so inspired when I saw this seed that the birds had dropped, it had begun to sprout in a drainpipe on the outside of our house.

Poetry and images celebrating life, living and being alive. Thursday, January 02, 2014. The tide had turned but no one seemed to be in charge. And so the sea just hung around exchanging murmured comments with the shore. The sun was busy with the sunset stage;. Shuffling flocks of multicoloured clouds according to the brightness of their hue. I stood by the edge of the road looking down the low cliff where. Pale, summer- bleached grasses trembled in the evening breeze. Something in me trembled too.

1 Surprised by a child. Maybe even put some headphones on. There is so much here. You just know what it.

Tuesday, 19 June 2012. 2nd Gemini New Moon 19-6-2012. Foxgloves as far as the eye can see at Madron Carn. This is by way of making an intention under a Gemini New Moon to get back here and to try to discover where my writing wants to go. God knows, I have more than enough material! Friday, 9 March 2012.