Here are shots from my window taken in the last half hour. Each hour, each day, brings its own special combination of colours and textures. I love it!
If your dreams do not scare you, they’re not big enough – Ellen Johnson Sirleaf
[two new poems added every day]
Adventures in a historic landscape
Stories, Excerpts, Backroads
Making you think
Family History
The silent camera
Just because you CAN read Moby Dick doesn't mean you should!
This WordPress.com site is the bee's knees
Reflection
Musings on poetry, language, perception, numbers, food, and anything else that slips through the cracks.
Movies, thoughts, thoughts about movies.
Selected Poems
#Strongwomen. "I write about the power of trying, because I want to be okay with failing. I write about generosity because I battle selfishness. I write about joy because I know sorrow. I write about faith because I almost lost mine, and I know what it is to be broken and in need of redemption. I write about gratitude because I am thankful - for all of it." Kristin Armstrong
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose. — Dylan.
The dark history of Wollongong & its surrounding suburbs
Neil's second decade 