Melpomene
9 years ago
Every year I travel down the coast to Jervis Bay, a coastal town surrounded by beaches, small cafes and not much else. Hungry after a morning at the beach, we found a small cafe. Once done ordering, I selected a table in the far left hand corner which was pushed right up against a wall. Sitting there I noticed that the wall was covered in words, words that had been arranged to form phrases. |
Larry Chamberlin
9 years ago
Love these challenges, Mel |
Poet on the Piano
9 years ago
That sounds like a beautiful place to sit with a cup of tea and just think (or write)! |