A long scenic detour to the Writers’ Cave and remembering how much I used to dislike walking.

Returning to the fold after an unplugged week.

Another walk and preparing for an unplugged week.

Walking and pondering on Knocklofty, and not sitting down.

An evening at the Writers’ Cave and catching the Creative Circle on the bus home.

Picking up an old notebook to take to the Writers’ Cave and discovering there was more in it than met the eye.

Feeling much jollier after a calm and fulfilling Sunday.

Struggling a bit on a windy day!

Remembering an exquisite place and terrible writer’s block.

Adrian McKinty on not finding his writing mojo in Tasmania

Gathering some yin energy for calm and focus.