Sarah is a British eccentric who writes offbeat fiction, haiku and tanka poetry. When stuck for words, she sketches or paints instead. She's into nature conservation, sustainability, gardening, dogs, natural health, and reading. Her sociability is something that happens in short bursts with long breathing spaces in between.
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One of the criteria I used to judge talent is the ability of a writer to say what needs to be said with a minimum of words. Cut out the fluff and get down to it…and you are very good at that. Nicely done, Sarah!
The first noise of the day came from a squealing bicycle being wheeled up and down the road by a boy who hasn’t heard of oil! Mr Heron was long gone by then.
In the picture that goes with my earlier haiku about a grey heron, he has been standing still for so long, that the water is motionless around him and his reflection clear. https://sarahpotterwrites.com/2014/09/01/monday-morning-haiku-29-grey-heron/ They are wonderful birds. I remember, when I was a young child, my mother doing an oil painting of them. She looked so peaceful and lost in the picture as she painted it. I felt peaceful just watching her.
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One of the criteria I used to judge talent is the ability of a writer to say what needs to be said with a minimum of words. Cut out the fluff and get down to it…and you are very good at that. Nicely done, Sarah!
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Thank you, Billy. I take that as a real compliment. You’ve made my day 🙂
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Quiet… until the throngs arrive… very well done, Madam!
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The first noise of the day came from a squealing bicycle being wheeled up and down the road by a boy who hasn’t heard of oil! Mr Heron was long gone by then.
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Ugh. Such a grating sound
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Quite. I hate shrill sounds D:
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I agree with Billy! Well done.
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Thank you, Jean 🙂
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a third agreement here!
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I think we are like-minded about our love of peace and quiet 🙂
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Herons always strike me as silent watchers, so this was perfect to capture the silence of the morning Sarah.
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In the picture that goes with my earlier haiku about a grey heron, he has been standing still for so long, that the water is motionless around him and his reflection clear. https://sarahpotterwrites.com/2014/09/01/monday-morning-haiku-29-grey-heron/ They are wonderful birds. I remember, when I was a young child, my mother doing an oil painting of them. She looked so peaceful and lost in the picture as she painted it. I felt peaceful just watching her.
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That’s a great memory Sarah.
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