It’s a very merry Christmas from me and my festive happy house guest, and the last of this year’s The Hemingway Day flash fiction… He’s alive. Their bodies recoiled, their eyes bulging. Thanks to the Daily Post for the photo prompt “yellow”, which in my view, is just gold with less regal dripping.
Photography 101 day 8… ‘The Natural World.’ Adolescent Male. With each tread of his hooves his branched horns swerved backwards, his mouth edged upwards, his lips parted and he let out a bellowing cry. He commanded attention from them with every mark he made in the mud. But the females remained silent, their […]
Letting my pencil run away with itself again today with a free writing task… Beast. As each limb twisted you could see muscles sliding beneath dense black tufts of fur. He was short and stocky, a compact beast with a thick skin. He thudded through the green reeds and shook the ground with every step. […]
These are the tea guardians. Many of them have journeyed from afar, many of them come from the animal kingdom, but they all have just one calling… To reign over my empire of brews. #100happydays #day97