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  • 3 Oct: The Pass to Keswick England

    Driving the road from Bowness-on-Windermere to Keswick. All images taken on my iPhone.

    Misky

    Oct 3, 2022
    photography
  • 2 Oct: Last Photo on the Card

    Christine is hosting Bushboy’s Last Photo on the Card for September. Here’s mine, taken at Tatton Park.  ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter

    Misky

    Oct 2, 2022
    Poetry
    the last photo
  • 2 Oct: Chester

    I’ve always wanted to see Chester. It was my birthday treat: we’re going to Chester for the day, and then dinner afterwards at a steak restaurant. I rarely eat steak, except on my birthday. It was excellent. And Chester was everything I hoped it would be. A perfect birthday. Note: click the images for full-size…

    Misky

    Oct 2, 2022
    Poetry
  • 1 October: Macclesfield to Buxton

    I love peace and quiet and a bit of solitude, like living inside my own head, but this is even too much for me. I could hear the sheep in mid-field chewing grass. For a moment there, I thought I had tinnitus, but no, it was just the sheep chewing away. Buxton and St Ann’s…

    Misky

    Oct 1, 2022
    photography
  • 30 Sept: On Dunmail Raise

    On Dunmail Raise The wind on Dunmail Raise plays tricks on the ear. Can’t see him, but you can hear him. Up there on the hill, shouting at his dog. One man and his dog, and the wind carrying them both. And then you see them. White specks, a fleeting flock across the bare hill.…

    Misky

    Sep 30, 2022
    photography, Poetic Forms, Poetry, Twiglets
  • 29 Sept: Garsdale & Skipton, Peak District

    19 Sept: We’ve entered the Peak District. Not a soul on the road, not a truck, nor a car. It’s the morning The Queen’s funeral. ps: The man in the last photo is not my husband; he is a stranger.

    Misky

    Sep 29, 2022
    photography
  • 28 Sept: The Bookcase

    The Bookcase When I dream, I write it down. He says he never dreams, but the bookcase says otherwise. His side, which is the right side, is filled with folded road maps. He dreams of being carefree as a river, or a thin-line horizon. His Michelin in hand. To drive across roads of Norway and…

    Misky

    Sep 28, 2022
    AI Art, Poetry
  • 28 Sept: Cockermouth and Ambleside

    The last image is an AA Emergency Box (#487) located on Dunmail Raise in Cumbria. It’s quite a find because they’re rare and Grade II listed structures. For a little more info … It’s interesting. The second to last image is a “ghost sign” which is an advertisement associated with a building or shop that…

    Misky

    Sep 28, 2022
    photography
  • 27 Sept: dVerse September Song

    September’s Song Summer’s deathbed; here comes autumn. It’s an old woman’s bed, where the air yawns wide as ancient oak and its crisp leaves untether, glowing in clingy vicious colours. The soil smells of wet dog, and the forest drips of dew that smells of liniment. Tomato vines hang greyish limp and weary. Pickles sink…

    Misky

    Sep 27, 2022
    AI Art, dVerse, Poetic Forms, Poetry
  • 27 Sept: This Price of It

    The Price of It I’m writing this on a piece of paper that was once a tree, cut down and ground and pulped, and made into something else that trees don’t know is a necessity of life. Like a loo roll. First grade: I’m writing on black slate with chalk. Circles round and round. Straight…

    Misky

    Sep 27, 2022
    Poetry
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