Winter Morning Dog Walk
mdk
A small gallery of images from a Sunday morning, in December, stroll.
2021
Written in 365 Parts: 199: The Place Where I died
“…Every tear from every eye, Becomes a babe in eternity; This is caught by females bright, And return’d to its own delight. The bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar, Are…
Written in 365 Parts: 198: Inner Airlock
Marsh laughed slightly and instantly regretted the action. It was a release of tension and the sudden jolt of the door release mechanism. The airlock beyond the outer doors was…
Written in 365 Parts: 197: Scanner Interface
Drick took a few moments to study the panel that was set next to the airlock. It was a simple keypad for an alpha-numeric code, linked to personal identity by…
Written in 365 Parts: 196: The Passage
They reached the main corridor that, according to the schematics, contained the entrance portal to the bridge. They had moved swiftly, but cautiously, but they had not seen any other…
Okay, I love Vinyl, This is a Rant
I use streaming services, but I love vinyl. I often find that people can accept that I am a quirky person, or sometimes they think it is because I am…
In View of Y Mynydd Du
A couple of weeks a go a piece of serendipity occurred. I was in South Wales for the first time in 15 months. I guess for some people that wouldn’t…
Written in 365 Parts: 195: Another Form Of Slavery
Drick had taken the lead after their short interaction. Turning quickly away from Marsh and scouting around the hanger bay. Once they had made sure they were the only organic…
Written in 365 Parts: 194: Puppet On A String
Marsh marvelled at the size of the room that they had entered into via the supply pipe airlock. It was a hanger bay for the generation ship, probably the only…
Written in 365 Parts: 193: Inside
It had proven surprisingly easy to board the Generation Ship. The climb up to the side of the airlock, on the inside wall of the asteroid, was tedious as they…