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Sunday Writing Prompt #218 – Night Sounds

What do you hear and how does it influence you? Does it make you content or does it disturb you? As I live in my family home and for near on 100 years now someone in the family has lived … Continue reading

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Mundane Monday Challenge #119 : Learn Photography

My father and brother were both builders and so I have inherited a builders yard. Some things remain like this old cement mixer, its cover over the years subject to the whims of nature, mainly the wind. Taken for: https://trablogger.com/mundane-monday-challenge-119-learn-photography/

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Saturday’s Mix–3 June 2017 – Behind My Place

Image © morpethroad It’s always been there A farm behind my place. There was a dairy once, Fields that grew potatoes Attracting a mechanical digger And rows of men and women Dragging metal drums as they made the harvest, Filled … Continue reading

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Moral Mondays: “Harsh Words Stir Up Anger”

It was always the Tupperware cupboard, a walk in cupboard floor to ceiling with plastic of every description. Always it was untidy, easier to throw in when not being used. His job was to tidy it. No amount of hours … Continue reading

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Moral Mondays: “There’s No Place Like Home”

There was so much to see in so few days. Twelve days of non-stop travel, sights to see people to meet. It was all go and he loved the history of it all. The thought of standing upon hallowed ground … Continue reading

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Prompt Nights – When besotted with Green [8] – My Ocean of Green

Out my back door And just over my back fence Is my ocean of green. Rich fodder crops, quickly grown They are lush and productive. In the wind waves streak across them. The farmer mows and rakes And in the … Continue reading

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MTB– The things we see – Silent Sentinel.

Standing sentinel In my ancient yard Your rustic metal frame Sturdy, designed to last, Friendly in appearance, but, Needing a cushion or two For your seat is rock hard No compromise in that respect. What are you seeing? The cattle … Continue reading

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