Mosiac
The strong gusts of wind were unyielding, relentlessly tugging at her umbrella and sending her auburn locks whipping around her face. The ribbon that had …
Author: Bethany Sinclair-Giardini
Happy Holidays?
‘Happy Holidays?’ thought Emily, listening to the vocal stylings of Andy Williams blaring from the radio in the corner, as she hung up her apron …
Seasonal Sentinel
English countryside,whispers roamA solitary treecalls it home. Branches reach out,a simple embracePathways wandered,time and space. The tales it could weaveGiven half the chanceOf lovers entwined,in …
Floriography by Jessica Roux – Review
As I delved into the pages of this book, I found myself completely enchanted. Written through the perceived lens of the Victorian era, each flower …
Orpington Station
The cold metal bench sent shivers through her body as she sat down, takeout coffee cup in hand. She was lost in a daze, questioning …
In The Shadow of the Mountain
Amidst the gum trees on the mountain, a profound sense of solace envelops the soul. The crisp mountain air carries whispers of eucalyptus, creating a …
The Luna Rose
In the small, hillside town of Wraithside, nestled deep within the heart of the ancient Whispering Forest, a legend spoke of a unique and enigmatic …
Lume Impressionism Ignites!
The lights danced around the auditorium. A riot of colour. These twin traits are the very epitome of Impressionism. Names from my childhood returned to …
The Kookaburra’s Garden
It was a quiet day in the garden. The wind had dropped and there was a silence that was almost deafening. The soil was void …
The Letter K
Canterbury, England, 1357 Silence reigned, other than the occasional scratch of a quill or the scrape of parchment that had not been prepared properly. Blessed …