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Look There! 2023

Bath for Kath's 50th October 2023
 
'Jumping for Joy before Afternoon Tea'

 
Worcester and Gloucester for Poetry Reading, October 2023

' Gloucester Cathedral and the thought of words'
 
 

'Semi-silhouetted in Gloucester'

'Flying higher than the swans in Worcester'



 

Llandudo for Afternoon Tea, September 2023

'Celebrating a new September'


 

Llandudno for fish and chips and ice-cream and a little search for sea glass, August 2023

'Wheeeeee!'

 

'Look, I am doing a good jump!'

 

'Landed'


Home, July 2023 

Flying the Shawl (Marianne Half Hap)




 

Llandudno, June 2023

'Picnic at the Great Orme'

 

'Cable Cars'

 

'Nearly landed'


 

Liverpool, May 2023

'Memories of Dolly Parton'


 

Buxton, May 2023

'Above the Crescent'


 

Llandudno, April 2023

'The Descent Begins'

 

'The Descent Continues'


 

Bodnant Garden, April 2023

'Between the Statues'

 

 'Landed After Statues'


'Tall Trees'

 

Leigh Spinners Mill, April 2023

'Flying Like a Bird'
at the 'The Paper Birds' exhibition


 

Powis Castle, February 2023.

'Jumping for Joy'
after Kaffe Fassett exhibition

 

 

Llandudno, January 2023.

'Flying, Landed, Flying Again'




Flying the Shawl (Llandudno Promenade)






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