Today’s post is for Grammy’s Grid. WEDNESDAY WRITING PROMPT LINKUP – ANIMAL 75 WORDS.
The tame stag runs, exhausted, falls down
Will he live or will he die?
One man may laugh, another will cry
Fox hunted, ravaged and savaged
Blood spills for human thrills
A frightened hare, thrown to his death
Trampled on, broken, as he takes his last breath
One goal, power and control
All for the sake of human delights
No concern for animal rights
Don’t blame the hound
Man is the animal on the ground
Image credit Pixabay
This short story will be linked up at the BOTTLE – 65 WORDS WRITING PROMPT LINKUP, open March 10 to 20.
Saying goodbye was hard for Alex. But it was the biggest decision he ever made. Twelve years of drowning his sorrows in bottles of raw whiskey helped no one, least of all himself.
He could never manage to let it go, but it was different this time. He had something better to replace his fear of living without alcohol. Love. Goodbye bottle, hello Baby Sophie.
Image by InspiredImages from Pixabay
‘Only heavy drinkers go off the drink for Lent,’ said my brother when I told him I gave up alcohol for Lent.
I’m not surprised to hear this though.
It’s one of the myths about alcohol that we Irish people like to believe. We also like to believe that our reputation for loving the drink is an honour.
Proud to be able to drink yer man under the table! Proud to be able to hold our drink!
Continue reading “Off the Drink? Shocking!”
Frankincense is often associated with churches, meditation and for many people, the birth of baby Jesus and the gifts from the Magi.
With several variations of the story of the Magi’s visit to baby Jesus, one thing that seems certain is, they travelled a long distance from the east to welcome their new king, and present him with the precious gifts of gold, frankincense and Myrrh. It is interesting to note that these same items were typically offered as gifts to honour a king or divine being, and baby Jesus was indeed honoured as royalty.
Continue reading “Frankincense; The King of Essential Oils.”
If you know me you’ll know that I love nature. There’s nothing as refreshing as a walk on the beach or a stroll through the woods. I love all the seasons but Autumn is my favourite; for many reasons. I love the crispy morning air, the cool temperature, weaning myself back into my winter woolies and warm boots.
An Autumn wood is always beautiful. The earthy smells are so invigorating and uplifting. The damp fallen leaves have their own scent too; sweet and sometimes musky. Even the trees have their own unique smell!
Last weekend we took a walk in Drummin Wood, which is located between Foxford and Pontoon R318 (Co.Mayo). The first thing I noticed was the wood’s natural beauty. It’s untouched; pure and authentic!
Continue reading “Mushroom Spotting in Drummin Wood”