Monthly Archives: March 2013
Prose for Thought: How do you like your verbs?
Well, now, apropos of Prose for Thought this week, hosted here… If you choose, would you have all the verbs in this language of ours follow a set pattern? Or do you think that the irregularity adds positive character? Let’s … Continue reading
Wednesday Words: 27 March 2013
Time for Wednesday Words, hosted by Emma at Crazy With Twins… First of all: “Mary had a little lamb, Its fleece was white as snow; And everywhere that Mary went, The lamb was sure to go.” And then: “Mr. Watson … Continue reading
Shape, Line, Colour…
Once again, it’s time for ‘Magic Moments’ at The Olivers’ Madhouse… Well, the highlight of last year, for me, was getting involved the the luminarium project ‘Exxopolis’ run by Architects of Air. Keeping the story short (for now) a number … Continue reading
The Fight for Spring
This post is in response to the ‘100 Word Challenge’ here, where you will find links to lots more responses. The brief was to write 104 words, including the phrase shown in bold. Earlier in the year, the unseasonal weather … Continue reading
Mystery Picture 5
Yes, it’s been a while since I did one of these posts here. Mystery Picture 4 was finally cracked some months back, by Kay, who blogs at Brink of Bedlam – with, as they say, a little help from her friends, … Continue reading
Prose for Thought: Song of Morning
Today, Prose For Thought, hosted by Victoria Welton at Verily, Victoria Vocalises opens for new entries once again. Oh, and today’s other event is that it’s World Poetry Day. So today – or, I should say, tonight – I’m going … Continue reading
Wednesday Words: 20 March 2013
I’ve been thinking quite a bit lately about the way that many people, whose sense of justice makes them feel morally obligated to report on wrong-doing by giving information to the police and other agencies of law enforcement, are victimised … Continue reading
A Short Long Journey
And so we move on, to another ‘magic moment’ for the linky at The Olivers Madhouse… As the driver, I was somewhat nervous as we set off, because for one thing, I wasn’t very familiar with the route. Fortunately, my … Continue reading
Fragments from Firefly Phil 