When nineteen-year-old Faby attends the annual Vaudeville Show in her small town, she is hoping to escape to the drudgery of day-to-day life in the Gauthier household, where chores are watched over by the critical eye of Maman and Maman Aurore. The year is 1924, the setting small town Vermont, USA, and even though she’s […]
Easily swayed, my imaginationfollows lines, dreams of new horizons spins and traces unknown spaces speculates about what might have been… (For Lens-Artists Challenge: Leading Lines)
“Be careful of the habits you make,” my father used to lecture, cigarette in one hand, whiskey in the other. “They will either make of you a slave or a master.” Of course, I had no idea what he was talking about, and I hated that his sermons were always: “Do what I say, not […]
Longer shadows and longer days. Soon the bench won’t be so lonely!
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Can’t wait. Thanks Heather!
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V.J. for some reason you have not linked to RDP. I checked the spam folder and you are not there, nor are you awaiting approval!!
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Weird. I’ll try again.
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Lovely!!!
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Thank you, Bill!
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My pleasure, VJ!
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Beautiful! That bench is awesome! Did you paint it?
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Thank you. It’s a photograph from a friend’s back garden.
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Nice take
On wait
– and that is a cool bench! I could easily sit there and wait
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Thanks!
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Great! And nice photo too!
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Thank you!
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Lovely invitation to summer.
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Thank you!
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I love your poem and what you did with your photo. Very creative.
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Thank you LuAnne
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