If you want to write a book you must first plant a seed of an idea. Deep eh!
Who remembers the drought? 🙂
Then we realised the lights were the bums of glow worms 🙂 No tinkerbells here!
Ensure a nice twist in the spine. Maintain a feeling of alertness and be aware of any niggles in the feet. Change posture after ten breaths.
at 5.14 pm, depth of 5 kms, 15 kms north of Hunterville, NZ. But I did. Door swing and lightshade.
Full of beans, the jumping kind, Churchill was the apple of his father’s eye. Sadly killed on the road this afternoon. Our hearts are with you Chappie – you never stop loving him although he isn’t there to snuggle into you tonight. He had a lovely fun life with you. R.I.P little Churchill.
Looking for my spirit clan… haha. Fantasy adventure at the cover designers…has a dragon.
Isn’t this the nicest stop you’ve seen?
But I’ll give you a clue – it’s railway related…
Charlie said he’d chew it over – and over and over and over.