Wakefield – Wandering Wakefield

I Sit and Sip

By Hilary Jocelyn…No, I am instead, a dedicated and unapologetic Tea drinker…

by Hilary Jocelyn “Come on rain! Bring it on!” I shout to the clouds, dancing an urgent twist and a shake.

I got out of the water in a flash, to capture what I couldn’t possibly imagine appearing in front of me. Such dramatic beauty.

At one point or another, everyone can appreciate Mary Oliver’s ..The Journey..

By Amelia Redl

I am stuck at home with my parents and my younger brother and we might as well enjoy this time together.

Post by Hilary Jocelyn – I suddenly and urgently want to be somewhere else.

Hello, sun in my face ” she writes

Post by Al Skaw – I miss my previous life. That is, my previous life only three weeks ago…..

“We are, as a species, addicted to story. Even when the body goes to sleep, the mind stays up all night, telling itself stories.”

Every year, about seven of us dress up as made-up people and pretend we work together in an office.

“Men thought women were cows back then. A new calf every year. I don’t go for that crap.” ~Lima Plunkett