Monthly Archives: May 2022

Originally posted on Smorgasbord Blog Magazine:
I am sure like me, there have been times when you have wondered what difference might have been made to your life, if your younger self had been gifted with the experience and knowledge…

Originally posted on witchlike:
On Beltane eve Marion goes to bed early. She places sprigs of heather and mint  beneath her pillow. Her room in the priory is sparse, with a lone straw bed and one window where the beloved…

Originally posted on Purplerays:
Poetic Wish Watch   Unfortunately, the clock is ticking, the hours are going by. The past increases, the future recedes. Possibilities decreasing, regrets mounting. ~ Haruki Murakami    Faerie Paths — Time

Originally posted on Retired? No one told me!:
Welcome to Saturday Snippets this is one of my favourite posts of the week I learn much from my research and your comments so please keep them coming… Today’s word prompt is…

Originally posted on ShiftnShake:
Small seeds become treesthat eventually fallStill the river flows For Maria Antonia‘s #picoftheweek photo challenge I am crossing off the “Drip Drop” square on the bingo sheet. Check out Maria’s ?#2022picoftheweek?to see how you can participate…

Originally posted on Watch Nonnie Write!:
I’m sure Robbie Cheadle has been at my place before, but today, I’d like to shine a light on her and her written works, in honor of RRBC’S RANDOM ACTS OF KINDNESS DAY! Friends,…

Originally posted on Smorgasbord Blog Magazine:
I am sure like me, there have been times when you have wondered what difference might have been made to your life, if your younger self had been gifted with the experience and knowledge…

Originally posted on Life in the Realm of Fantasy:
Authors just starting out, either Indie or traditionally published, rarely earn enough royalties to support their families. Regardless of the path you choose, if your spouse makes enough to support you…

Originally posted on Jewniquely Myself:
Dear Edna St. Vincent Millay I fear that my harsh judgment may Have clouded my eyes to your witty and wise Lyrically lovely word-play But what is a young girl to do When she wants…

Originally posted on GrannyMoon's Morning Feast:
If you do not know where you come from, then you don’t know where you are,and if you don’t know where you are, then you don’t know where you’re going.And if you don’t…