I love the topic of Natural Light because landscape photography is absolutely dependent on it, at least, in my opinion.
Good morning and welcome back. It’s a lovely day today? The weatherman predicted it’s gonna be abnormally warm this weekend. So take off that coat and join me for some breakfast. If you want something sweet, I got that covered too with my sourdough brownies.
I had my monthly one-on-one with my supervisor this week. It went well. I told her the things I am currently working on. She was pleased with my speed at completing the tasks needed to close out the month (financially speaking). I also told her about the one-on-one with Mr. CFO the week before. “We…
With her picture in hand, he gave the red building before him a disapproving gaze. After a year of waiting, he finally received the great news his PI has located his MIA daughter.
All his life, he had known only one thing – go big or go home. In elementary school, he created the biggest piece of artwork, folded the largest paper crane, and even attempted to bring his teacher the largest gift he could find. Fast forward, he graduated college with a degree in fine arts and…
Is every piece of truth worth telling? (credit to the magnificent Cyranny for this one)
I feel so conflicted at times when someone reminds me that I’m a grown woman and don’t need permission from anyone to leave the house or go do the things I like, except somehow I do.
Good morning, it’s still pretty chilly out. Please come into the warmth and let’s chat in my fresh-bread-smelling kitchen. I had just finished baking a loaf of Sourdough Foccacia. It’s been a while since I’ve baked anything and I sure do love Foccacia. They are so savory and versatile.
I have a problem with people meddling into people’s lives. Isn’t there a saying – “If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it”? I think this applies to meddling as well. According to my personal experience and all those movies and TV shows I’ve watched over the year, I don’t think there’s ever been a scenario…
Have you ever ‘butt dialed” someone? (‘butt dialed’ means have you ever made a phone call that you weren’t aware of making, because the buttons on the phone got pushed by your sitting on them (in your pocket) OR having something in your handbag press against them?)
This prompt word for this week’s Weekly Prompts Weekend Challenge is Divorce. For the past few weeks, I have been dealing with something that has something with my mom’s divorce from my step-dad. It’s been weighing on me and I’m hoping to talk to someone about this. Alas, there’s literally no one I can talk…
Good morning, welcome to another edition of #weekendcoffeeshare. It looks like it’s going to be another cold one today. So please come in, hang up your coat and join me with a hot cup of something. I’m having my usual today – coffee with no sugar, no cream with a just a dash of unsweetened…
Sitting at the edge at the bathtub, naked, bald, one hand clutching a bottle of bourbon, the other a bottle of pills, Alex felt sad, alone, and lost.
Re-reading my sister, Bethany’s Will, I sighed, “My dear sister, you shall be the death of me.”
She opened her eyes and sat up. Where am I? What is this place? She wondered as she looked out the window of the house. The house was surrounded by wheat fields.
Do you feel you ask enough questions or do you settle for what you know?
In the spirit of Valentine’s Day, this week’s MMLM Sunday Writing Prompt is “A Story of Love.“
This week, Sheetalbravon is guest-hosting this challenge and she challenges us to show a glimpse into our world – things that make our world spin or things that makes us happy.
Good morning, welcome or welcome back (for my regulars) to another edition of #weekendcoffeeshare. Please come on in to the warmth and out of the cold. It’s looking like it’s going to be another snowy Saturday in my part of the world.
Deeper and Deeper we trek into the woods. We must be at least almost two miles in by now as my throat begins to feel parch. What does he want with me and why me? I keep asking myself as I focus on hatching a plan.
“Crap, we’re stuck.” Em said as she dusted off her dress. A few minutes before, she and her husband, George, leapt from her granddad’s beloved train aka time machine as it hurdled 88-miles-per-hour toward what used to be a ravine.
Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge
In your opinion, do May/December (older partner with much younger partner) romances ever work?