Meow

                                               Kittens, kittens, kittens! Who doesn't love them?

                                                                    

I apologise if all these gifs make this page respond slowly. I just couldn't help myself. They are too adorable. 

                                 

The Dead Walk

                                         On Saturday, I felt really bad. It hurt to move my head.

                                          [Nope, this is note my excuse for being all MIA recently, that, I apologise for]

                    So my Mother suggested that we go for a walk. Y'know, just a short one to, make me feel better.

                                                                     So I agreed. 

About 10 minutes into the walk, I was starting to wonder where we were going, so I asked. I was told we were going on a ramble. I remember sighing to myself, thinking; oh great.

             My opinions where far changed when we came across an old derelict farm house, that had obviously been subject to neglect after a fire. I hoped It was abandoned, I felt like I was in the Doctor Who episode, Blink. I could feel my excitement levels drastic rising as we approached the house. Somehow, I was wishing there where weeping angles in there. Strange.

               We walked over the fallen Harris fencing, my Mother choosing the safe option of staying out of this, while me and Mark explored the ruins. We stepped through the crumbling archway, onto the carpet of rubble.
The room to the left of me had a fantastic window, in which mystic ivy clawed its way around. You could see upstairs from this room, but no way of going there. There where no stairs nor a floorboard to stand on, so I returned to the hallway. The small room to my right was the height of thrills. Painted in blood red on the wall above a no longer existing fireplace, where the words 'THE DEAD WALK'. By this time, my Mother had come to join us, tingling with excitement and fear. I didn't sleep well at all after this.

 I really wish I had brought my camera along with me that day. I will surely go there again, so I can share my experiences more visually with you all, as they really are something to look at. The back yard was not a let down either. A half wall stood with amazing art work upon it. With even one message that read: The only thing the future is good for is a time machine. Which naturally, I loved.

                                   I am planning to go there again soon, so watch this space!

                                 Alanna :)

'tis the season to be jolly

                                         What a beautiful day. Merry Christmas everyone!
                              I hope you all have a wonderful day, and may you all get what you want.

                                             Love,
                                            Alanna x

You may rise to find the sun

Good morning! (Or evening, depends on where you're reading this.)

Its December the first today! Which means:

I get to open No. 1 in our advent calendars! Hurray!

I have an good excuse for listening to festive songs! Hurray!

I get to wear my special Christmas socks to school! Hurray!

down this road that never seems to end

                                                      Computers don't like me.
                                                      Espacialy in November.                                                                   They must have been sending messages to each other like ''Die temporarily when touched by girl 3942''
                                                       Or something like that.
                                                                   Yep.

                                                               Anyway.

     Tommorow is December and the FeatherHappy countdown begins! Excitement, excitement.
                                              I hope my wish for snow is fulfilled.
      Sorry about the short post, my brain was frazzled during NaNoWriMo, and still hasn't got over it.                                                                                                                                                                  

                               A longer and more interesting post tomorrow, I promise.
                                                            
                                                   Happy Wednesday All! :-)
                                                           

Their beauty lets them fly

                                                              Ever heard of a Gypsy Vannner?
 They float across field and toss their heads high, their piebald coulouring makes them dance with glee.

                                        And to me, they are the most beautiful creatures ever made.
                  
                                       Otherwise known as an Irish cob, a Gypsy cob or a Tinker.
                             These horses have won my heart, and it is my dream to own one one day.


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                                                                       Happy Tuesday!

Silver Inches

                            Well today was the last day of term; and to celebrate, we had Mufti Day!

                                                            Oh, three cheers for you, Mufti.

                            I got to wear my newly acquired clothing from, *ahem*....Tesco...
                                 I know, I know!   But there is some pretty good stuff in there.

         I bought this really cozy grey jacket, some awesome trousers and an amazingly french-looking coat.

                                                    Oh, why don't you just see for yourself?

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