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Greetings from Penmachno, Wales
Using some wifi to upload photos from the past few days to the Flickr album. I can’t say I was distraught over unplugging from all the news and happenings across the pond and there’s something to be said for immersing … Continue reading
Alive and well in Wales!
Had a most wonderful time at the writing workshop. Seven students, four tutors and many pages of writing and thought. And hours of chat about writing. So much goodness and so little news. I have a lot of photos of … Continue reading
Posted in In the neighborhood, Journey to Wales, life on the web, the creative process
Tagged journeytowales, wales, weather
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Caemes Bay and Llanfechell and Standing Stones!
I did a lot of driving around today. As Marge warned me – easier with other cars to follow. Only had one dicey moment but nothing too hairy. Many of the roads I was on today were one car wide … Continue reading
Posted in fae and elvish, In the neighborhood, Journey to Wales, NaNoWriMo
Tagged journeytowales, NaNoWriMo, wales
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Wales I am in you
There were two planes, two trains, a laundromat, a bus and a rental car involved since I left. I am grateful to be having dinner and a not-cold old speckled hen in the place I’ll be laying my head tonight. … Continue reading
Posted in Journey to Wales, taking time to look, the creative process, travels
Tagged journeytowales, Travel, wales
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For the Quote Box, Yeats
Hope and Memory have one daughter and her name is Art, and she has built her dwelling far from the desperate field where men hang out their garments upon forked boughs to be banners of battle. O beloved daughter of … Continue reading
Posted in fae and elvish, From the Quote Box, Journey to Wales
Tagged faery, journeytowales, quote, Yeats
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