Tag: The Grinds
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Storm!
There’s a storm-a-brewin’ out in the Grinds. Heavy, yellow skies, lengthened rumbles of distant thunder, and flashes of sheet lightning kind of give the game away. The shadows seem darker. The air heavier. The rain just a bit wetter. And the wind is almost blowing a gale! The power’s out in the Mansion. I’m typing…
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Cute Critter Friday: In a flap
No, I haven’t gone barking mad, and neither have I gone quackers! I am well aware that today is Thursday, and not Friday as the title of this post may indicate. Tomorrow may well be Friday, but it is also the first day of July, which means that it is also the first day of…
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Wine, anyone?
I present to you wine of the finest quality, from grapes grown in my very own Grinds, trampled by my very own feet. That’s actually just put me off wine for life, but we’ll swiftly move on. This rather rough and ready watercolour has been quickly created for Charlie’s #DoodlewashDinner. I promised I’d get another…
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The slightly word-heavy not-so-heavy blog post
This is the place where the extraordinary happens Not spectacular, but ordinary with a little extra zing, This is the place where the rain falls It just does – that’s no special thing This is the place where the days are long Or should be, time permitting And this is the place where I escape…
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Evening on the Lake
Sometimes, the Lake just gives magnificent views. The reflection of the Auru Nebula, visible from the Mansion in April, scatters shards of multi-coloured sprinkles of light all across the water’s surface. It also causes the sky to appear to have been lit by thousands of silent fireworks, with light so bright it shines through even…
The Mansionic Perspective 