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Philosophical Photography, Percontation, Prose, Poetry, Parables, Pottery & Politics… Phew!
Philosophical Photography, Percontation, Prose, Poetry, Parables, Pottery & Politics… Phew!
Stuff that interests Mr Reid, a physicist and teacher
Sharing Great Blog Posts
Travelling the overcast isles
Inspiration for meeting life's challenges.
a resource for moving poetry
Welcome to my world.
Mind over matter
Musings on a mad world
Travel. Climbing. Characters. True stories, well told.
Travel, Fitness, Northern. Three of the finer things in life! Join me in exploring the globe and telling a funny story along the way with a little piggy
Illustrations and Short Stories
Success By Design
A returning expat's perspective of Britain
Never get lost in the Sauce
Photo Book Store
Happy Eating
Cooking, gardening, traveling and photographing around the globe
storytelling the world
Very cool photo.
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Thank you, Brian.
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For some wonderful reason, this haiku would do as the chorus of a song. I so want to know why time is kept (the “real” reason) and what will happen…
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Thank you, Clarissa. In reality it’s for a truly mundane reason, but I don’t want to spoil the mystery 😉
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Oh, please don’t! 🙂
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