I’m beyond thrilled that the lovely Sue Vincent has revived her #writephoto prompt. Sue has a knack for taking photographs that contain stories, so it’s lovely that she feels able to share them once again. This week, her prompt is this atmospheric shot of a boulder guarding a pathway. I’ve been on a few journeysContinue reading “#writephoto – Guarded”
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Strange Days
It’s been a rather bizarre month, hasn’t it? I know that’s a wild understatement, and that there are very many people out there struggling with awful things at this time, so I don’t in any way mean to make light of the situation in which we find ourselves. I’m an anxious person, and also someoneContinue reading “Strange Days”
Facing Fear With The Silent Eye, Part 7 – Fear Itself
I recently attended a workshop with The Silent Eye about Facing Our Fears, an extraordinary weekend spent among the hills and grey stone villages of the Peak District. It’s taken me a little while, as it usually does, to process everything that happened. Once again there was history and mystery, good company and tasty food,Continue reading “Facing Fear With The Silent Eye, Part 7 – Fear Itself”
Facing Fear With The Silent Eye, Part 5 – Failure
I recently attended a workshop with The Silent Eye about Facing Our Fears, an extraordinary weekend spent among the hills and grey stone villages of the Peak District. It’s taken me a little while, as it usually does, to process everything that happened. Once again there was history and mystery, good company and tasty food,Continue reading “Facing Fear With The Silent Eye, Part 5 – Failure”
Wednesday Wander – Amsterdam and London
Today I’m wandering to a couple of different places, linked by a young girl who lived over half a century ago. This is Anne Frank’s house, in Amsterdam, Holland. I did go inside the house, climbing the steep stairs and entering through the secret door to see the rooms where Anne and her family livedContinue reading “Wednesday Wander – Amsterdam and London”
Circles Beyond Time – Sorrow
This is the continued story of my weekend away with The Silent Eye. Please click here for instalment one and two. After the visit to Carl Wark and an excellent dinner, I returned to my hotel unable to do anything other than watch TV for a while before falling asleep, thoughts of finishing my shortContinue reading “Circles Beyond Time – Sorrow”
City Of Dreams
Last night I visited the city again. A city without a name, yet one which I visit often and know well. Where a river runs through to the ocean and killer whales beach themselves on the shore, where a walk can leave you hanging at the edge of a perilous drop, and the only wayContinue reading “City Of Dreams”
Helen Glynn Jones 