Some crazy daisies…
– Musin’ With Susan’s Macro Moments Challenge: Week 8. Highlighting macro photography. Photo ©2016 Leara Morris-Clark.

Portfolio including poetry and flash fiction from micro fiction to short stories and a bit of photography thrown in for good measure.
Some crazy daisies…
– Musin’ With Susan’s Macro Moments Challenge: Week 8. Highlighting macro photography. Photo ©2016 Leara Morris-Clark.

Playing with Photoshop on my photos.


– Cee’s Odd Ball Photo Challenge: 2016 Week 32. Photos ©2016 Leara Morris-Clark.
An overcast sky looks like it holds secrets that it is busting at the seams to tell. It’s waiting for just the right moment.
The sun has hidden away, finished with its work for the day and the overjoyed clouds fill the sky. They are thick, gray, and heavy like a blanket covering everything protectively.
Under the clouds, a slight breeze moves the trees and cools the air after a humid day.
Some days a bright afternoon is relaxing and some days, like today, a gray sky feels like a bear hug.
– Written for Day 13 of Awake August 2016, 31 Days of Mindful Writing in the form of Small Stones (concise daily observations) from Writing Our Way Home.

– The Daily Post Photo Challenge: Fun. Photo ©2016 Leara Morris-Clark.
It’s hot as hell out here.
Someone lit a fire under this sphere.
I’m boiling like a lobstah in a paht.
Man, that’s hot!
– Written for Day 12 of Awake August 2016, 31 Days of Mindful Writing in the form of Small Stones (concise daily observations) from Writing Our Way Home.
Larry was an inventor, uncomfortable without a project to do. However, he promised Maggie some time away.
“Larry! Why did you bring that? This is supposed to be a vacation. No tinkering.” She reminded him.
Larry was an inventor, uncomfortable without a project to do. However, he promised Maggie some time away. So, he only brought one thing.
“I brought my night vision goggles, just for fun. No tinkering, I promise.” He said.
He’d been studying the Deilephila elpenor’s ability to see color in the dark. That’s what standard night vision goggles were missing. He hoped to remedy that. He hadn’t been able to test them yet.
They dressed for dinner hosted by the hotel. Larry tucked the goggles into a worn satchel he carried everywhere regardless of occasion, and despite Maggie’s protests.
He enjoyed dinner but was distracted. If he could test the goggles, he could put them away and give Maggie undivided attention. He excused himself to the restroom but bypassed it to exit the building.
There was a cemetery adjacent to the hotel. He crossed over and put on his goggles. As his eyes adapted, a large figure came into focus. He quickly removed them.
He lifted them to his eyes peeking through once again. Clear as day, with colors, he saw a towering Gryphon near a mausoleum.
It was magnificent.
He had invented something that not only allowed color night vision but otherworldly vision as well.
“It is interesting that you can see me. I am the guardian of this cemetery and the spirits that reside here.” It stated.
“H..how long have you been here?” Larry stammered.
“Two-hundred years,” He replied eloquently. “I am afraid I cannot allow you to possess this ability.” The Gryphon removed Larry’s goggles and proceeded to crush them underfoot.
Realizing the device was destroyed, Larry dropped to his knees, head in hands. How would he ever explain this?
– Written for Microcosms 32 weekly contest. Prompts Inventor/Grand Hotel/Fantasy. WC 300. Photo by Paul K.

– Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge: Any Seating including Tables and Chairs. Photos ©2016 Leara Morris-Clark.