I travel, I plant, I paint (mainly walls), I scoot, I tie dye, I write

The most important thing to report on is that I shot the Trump target straight in the mouth and won a snowman. The single most important moment of the day. I earned bragging rights for the next, say, 50 years.   Advertisements

It was cold. That’s true. Not many others were braving the weather to visit this corner of the world. The wind was forcing them to wrap their scarfs tighter and their glove covered hands were well and truly hibernating in their pockets. The Needles, that’s where they were visiting. She had never heard of them, …

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I seem to have an obsession with ‘doing’ photos. Pop the camera on the timer and capture myself doing whatever I’m doing. They come in handy in the future sometimes, for blog posts, but there’s a fair few that I just have. It’s another collection of mine. I just document things. Here’s a random collection, …

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This morning I wanted to go on a mission for the last remaining conkers, for decoration and in hopes they’d rid our house of spiders. Instead, my Mum took me to a gold mind of oak trees. I still pick up conkers and pine cones but I couldn’t tell you the last time I’ve picked …

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People dressed up for a snow storm. Snowflake prints, fluffy hoods. Boots, ankle and knee high. Cold wind pushing along the fallen leaves. And here I am, trying to prolong the use of my favourite sandals. At least there are women in cardigans, children walking to school without their jackets, sunglasses, bare legs, harem trousers, people …

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