Small Stones

Small Stones 4

Far out to sea, along the line of an almost invisible horizon, a ship hovers, seemingly suspended between sea and sky.

My fourth day of my small stone writing practice and I can’t tell you how what a difference it is making to the way I see the world around me, the way I think of myself and the way I approach my writing. Rediscovering the joy of words.

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