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Showing posts with label bees. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bees. Show all posts
Monday, June 14, 2010

The Open Door

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The Open Door. A good title for a short story . Unfortunately, I am not in the mood for writing yarns. The washing is in progress and we hav...
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Monday, June 7, 2010

Birds and Bees

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Sunshine and the bees are buzzing, birds are singing and a soft wind blowing. All is tranquil. The rain has done wonders in the garden — suc...
Tuesday, April 20, 2010

The Flowers That Bloom In The Spring Tra-la!

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Just to be out among the spring flowers after the cold winter is a great joy! In fact, just to view them through the window is uplifting. Mo...
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Friday, April 9, 2010

Suddenly It's Spring

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Well, it is all happening now. Flowers coming out, buds busting, some trees in blossom and, on the down side, grass needing mowing and borde...
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Friday, August 21, 2009

Welcome to my English garden in August - flowers, bees and butterflies!

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We may have had far too much rain but the garden is still a joy! After today's rain I took some photos. I managed to click on butterflie...
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Gladys Hobson
Everything about my early life can be found in my illustrated book of childhood memories: When Phones Were Immobile and Lived in RED BOXES. Read the first two chapters at: www.magpiesnestpublishing.co.uk I also have my novels and anthologies on that site. I trained as a dress designer. Later turned to teaching. Took early retirement to train for church ministry. For the last eight years a full time writer. Personal experiences and settings tend to pop up in my stories! All my academic qualifications have been achieved in my middle and later years — as happened with most working-class achievers of my generation. I try to keep a sense of humour in all aspects of life. I can laugh at myself and at oldie jokes. But I wish the media would put less emphasis on faculties lost in old age (cause for laughter) and more on the wisdom gained. We old biddies do know a thing or two!
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