I burned an incense stick this afternoon, and took a few photos of the smoke as it swirled around, just curious to see if any shapes appeared. This is my favourite photo… I had to tweak and recolour it a little, and adjust the brightness and sharpness and what have you: I can see several…
The Water Tower
The rickety old water tower leans away from the Moon toward the Wild Rose Gateway, as the river flows ferociously passed. The gathered storm clouds are starting to move away, revealing the eerie brightness of the dark night sky. Apart from the cascading waters all is calm and silent… this side of the Gateway, that…
The Entrance to the Room Below
Darkened windows revealed nothing to come. Darkened windows masked what was instore. Darkened windows kept secrets hidden inside. Darkened windows darkened in the darkness. The open window didn’t look welcoming. The room below held many secrets. A few six word stories for Six Word Saturday… or the same story slightly rewritten six times. Seven, including…
A few years ago as I wandered around a forest, I came across this chap. He has been featured on the blog before, but I think this is the first time he’s appeared square. Or in one, at least! Posted for Becky’s Square Perspectives.
The House of Enchantment
From midnight until the first glimmer of sunlight, the old clock only tocks. It ticks and tocks as normal during the daylight hours and up until midnight, but then it loses half of its rhythm. Also, equally as strange, between midnight and the first glimmer of sunlight, it only chimes once on the hour. For…