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- Talking crime – on why we love a good murder mystery….
- Let’s focus on the words: Peter, Tony, and a Portrait of Keats
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- ‘Talking Books’…On trying to become Somerset’s answer to Mariella Frostrup
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Tag Archives: Rain
Mock Orange – a poem for work & the summer weather
Mock Orange Watching, as the waxy flowers fall into the scattered gravel of the summer garden; it seems the world, the weather and a clouded view conspire to damp the spirits. Her fingers leave the glass. She turns into the … Continue reading
Let’s hope it stops by Tuesday…. Rain in poetry by A A Milne & Langston Hughes
I couldn’t resist it. The rain has been incessant. The roads of Somerset are flooded and the thick, grey sky seems to come down so low you fear you will lose your way in it. Will it ever stop? These … Continue reading
Posted in Poetry, Random musings on family life, love the universe and everything
Tagged A A Milne, Langston Hughes, Mood, Poetry, Rain, reading, weather, writing
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The Gallery: before & after the storm…
The prompt for Week 35 of the Gallery at Sticky Fingers is ‘Before & After’. It wasn’t an easy one for me – my children are now teenagers and have moved through so many stages that I can’t choose from … Continue reading
Posted in Photography, The Gallery
Tagged autumn, camera, Cornwall, floods, gales, gallery, phone, Rain, SLR
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Well it seemed like a good idea at the time…
It was raining when we got up this morning. Really, really raining. Not just tiddling, but hammering, crashing and flooding off the flat roof of the small conservatory on our home for the holidays. The one where my husband Peter … Continue reading
Posted in Random musings on family life, love the universe and everything
Tagged holidays, Rain, Suffolk, Walks
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