Monday, December 3, 2018

There is no rule on how to write. Sometimes it comes easily and perfectly; sometimes it’s like drilling rock and then blasting it out with charges.

 Ernest Hemingway

Gerry and his brother head up to the ski hill, I head downstairs to the sanctuary of the woman cave to play with words and blast some rock.

Perfect, all around.

Word wrangler. Photo taker. I'm here early every morning with one of my photos and a few simple words. | Nulla dies sine linea: not a day without a line. | Coram Deo: in God's presence
1 comment
  1. Lucky you—to have time to yourself for wrangling words and blasting rock! I’ll try to do the same!

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