Soft sand oozes through tightly curled toeswarm waves wash deliciously over settling feet;surveying my horizons I am a beachcomber: orange, magenta, ivory spheresgrown knobbed and spiked over the years;momentary dream of tired totyelling their dream at parent hot,who chucks what’s due into honesty pot; translucent, tempting to touchno longer deadly – well, not much;once predator…
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As soon as ‘Early Bird’ emails from the likes of Theatre by the Lake and the Hay Festival ping into my inbox it is time to begin planning for this year’s leisure activities. With this in mind I’d like to share some of the wonderful places we’ve visited in the past few years just to…
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After my previous ‘heavy’ posts I wanted to share some of my lighter moments on this wet and windy Saturday. I’ve written about my need to be creative and posted photographs taken on my travels, surreal images, as well as examples of my craft work.Stashed away at the moment are my various painting and sketching…
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Complaints by some holiday makers beggar belief I live in North Wales within the Snowdonia National Park named after Mount Snowdon, the highest mountain in Wales with an elevation of 3560 feet / 1,085 metres above sea level.To get to the top is definitely not a stroll in the park.No-one has said it was. And…
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Walking in the local woods in Winter can be magical. Sometimes cold. But always magical. These photographs were taken in our (then) local woods.We always looked forward to the trill of crunching through the fresh snow, being the first to make our marks, and checking out the patterns on the trunks and branches that the…
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On being invisible in a society that likes to be up front and personal.
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marilyn unmasked 