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A true story today. I thought I'd lost my kitten and went searching for him in the rain. IN SEARCH OF A MISSING CAT Electric light ...

Some ideas are like shooting stars they flash through my head and are never seen again. This one arrived and departed leaving me to fashion ...

This poem began as a stray thought. I was looking at the cacti in the utility when and image of a flowering cactus popped into my head from ...

Happy New Year. This is the fifteenth year of the blog. It has run for longer than I would have believed possible when I began it in 2011. H...

Happy Solstice. It was overcast and damp here, so there are no photographs of this year's first sun. I am going through a period of rewr...

A change of plan since the last post. I met with the Secret Poets at the weekend and with their help ironed out the issues I had with two r...

I am a magpie, I take attractive words I have heard, the stories of others and attempt to make something else from them. Regular readers of ...