"I write in trees with peacock quills," so said she.
#FeelinFlashy
Every Friday.
This happens every Friday. 🙂
I get sucked in to all the Flash Friday invitations.
I never win the contests, but it’s like wind sprints. I’m awful at those, too, but I’m a huge fan of wind in my face… and the challenge… and dumping everything you’ve got at that moment.
Besides, I’m a writer. I have an obsession with doing the same thing over and over again. The no’s are just another challenge, right? 😉
If you, too, are feelin’ flashy on this fine Friday, here are some of the contests I’ve found.
This is what it looks like when I write – two monkeys on my back. (: #MommyWriteLife
Come in for some coffee and homemade plum jelly. My husband, Farmer Bill, made it. It’s the best in our part of Texas.
I promise, between incubating peafowl eggs and bottle-feeding farm babies, I’m currently stuck in elsewhere worlds out the wahzoo.
So, if you stick around a little while, you’ll get to join me on some of my adventures… plus chickens.
Official Bio: Bokerah Brumley lives on ten permaculture acres, complete with sheep, goats, peacocks, turkeys, geese, guineas, ducks, chickens, five home-educated children, and one husband.
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