After five weeks of blogging, I have a guilty confession to make. I love when I find a blog where stories are told in pictures. No words necessary.
When I stumbled upon Gabbies Island, the whole idea tickled me. An Island, in a sea of words, and in the midst of it, Wordless Wednesday, where a photo says it all. Thanks, Gabbie (some pretty cute pics there, too)
This is not to diminish all the faithful writers out there. It’s just that – sometimes, we need to take a breath.
So, this week, I thought I would take you for a visit to my own special Isle of Quiet.
This was a couple of years ago, when I went with my folks on a ten day trip to the East Coast of Tasmania.
Approaching Port Arthur Peninsula.
A place of grim convict stories…
I mean – literally. This is Dad – watching the DVD on my laptop!
Approaching Coles Bay.
No words necessary…
Some local wildlife…
(no family resemblance whatsoever)
A place to find the Quiet.
Where do you go to find the Quiet? Is it a special place, or something more abstract? Please share with us