Walking in January sunshine, the pale warmth on my back, the wind in my hair, a friend by my side today, the scent of the sea, sound of the waves…. I felt blessed and joyful on this Sunday noon.
Walking in January sunshine, the pale warmth on my back, the wind in my hair, a friend by my side today, the scent of the sea, sound of the waves…. I felt blessed and joyful on this Sunday noon.
Lost in the struggle between Mind and Matter
An Intersect of Authors and Artists
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Thoughts from Greystones, Co. Wicklow, Ireland
This is the blog of an artist; a flawed but creative woman.
Archiving patterns, connections and piglet adventures~
Creating art on the big canvas and the small ones too
engaging with emerging artists
Nicholas Herbert
what if words could be symphonies, and people the orchestra?
Life's one wild ride
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poems, essays, encouragement
moments ∙ short stories ∙ personal essays ∙ haiku & tanka
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I choose to collect memories instead of things ~ Elena Levon
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