Life, crafty stuff, long walks, thoughts, and little oddities.

Breathless air and Irish moss


Today seems breathless. No stirring of the dried reeds, or whisper of breeze through my hair. The harbour is empty, boats lying desolate, waiting for water. Air lies heavily on the beach, pinned down by the  thick layer of cloud. The seaweed lingers after the tide. Safely tucked away between dry Irish moss and empty mermaids purse lurks a periwinkle, seeking refreshment. I find myself hoping for the rain, full of expectation.

irish moss and mermaids purse


Author: iggandfriends

Taking time out to ponder life and everything else. This is the space where I press the pause button on my busy life to reconnect with God, to re-energize, and focus on my creativity. Time out to blow bubbles, walk on the beach, write some stuff, do some needlework, and generally enjoy life once again. You can view my main blog at www.iggandfriends.wordpress.com. I also have another blog at www,faithinthehome.wordpress.com, and a arty/crafty one at http://52weeksofcreations.wordpress.com/. I hope you enjoy visiting :)

6 thoughts on “Breathless air and Irish moss

  1. I think you might have a shark egg pouch attached there? Am I wrong?

  2. Poetic and beautifully written.

  3. Your’s is a blog full of information as well!!!

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