Wishing you all a blessed and happy Passover, Easter and Springtime Season.








I hope you have all received cards, please let me know if you haven't and would like one. I tried very hard to send everyone a card matching their faith, but my sincere apologies if I made any mistakes. I do sincerely respect all religions that teach doing good.

spikesgirl58 had a fun contest based on the Bulmer Lytton Contest for the most badly written opening sentence so I wrote this.

Aragorn wondered where Faramir was; they were supposed to be working on a treaty with Harad together, but there was no sign of his Steward on this dark and stormy night, which might have fell creatures abroad, which could have attacked Faramir on his way to the King's study, especially as he was recovering from a wound inflicted by an arrow accidentally shot by Legolas when they had gone hunting last week, which had really upset the poor Elf who had given Faramir an Elven bow by way of compensation that Faramir now had in his study, to Eowyn's dismay in case the children got hold of it and got hurt because Elboron once pricked his finger on his father's sword which made him cry until she promised him honey cakes for tea, which made Aragorn wonder if Faramir might be eating cake and have forgotten the meeting.


It was great fun trying to write the worse sentence I could think of!

Listen to this piece of music and write a story of any length based on how it makes you feel, either the words or music. The themes are nature, Good Friday and redemption but the story can be on any topic that comes to mind while listening to the music. The libretto specifies a flowery meadow, which alas the producer ignores!

Post the completed story either on LJ or your favourite archive with this banner.

Have fun!

I like donkeys and went to see one visiting my church at the weekend. The album also contains photos of the ginger boys.

https://flic.kr/s/aHsmCVsdpA
Click to see the album

My sweet Filipos.

Flowering cherry blossom in my garden.



Using a creative filter



Filipos on my shoulder.



Reuben