Our feet are bare but the mossy ground is as soft as lambswool. The mist looks ghostlike, doesn't it? It's floating, drifting, tickling the treetops. Look, a busy bubbly stream. Watch it go! Let's touch it, let the ripples kiss our fingers. That's nice. There's some wiggly fish, do you see? Over there. No,… Continue reading FFfAW

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Friday Fictioneers . . Is the palette level? Near enough Good, We’ll put pipes along the bottom then another palette on top. Great idea. Let's put some twigs there, then this palette. No, that one. OK, now some guttering, then the palette I was originally going to use. Looking good. Next, this one, then some… Continue reading 100 Words