Silent Sunday

Long before I was a full time writer, I wrote a blog. Back then – when blogging was something you didn’t mention in public, when Twitter was a place where you could chat to your friends and nobody could find you, there were lots of little blogging traditions. One of them was Silent Sunday, where the premise was one photo, no words. Ahem.

Anyway. I’m blogging every day this month and this was supposed to be a silent post, but there you are. Here’s a photo from Wales, where my new book is set. And now I’m going to stop talking, make Sunday lunch, light a fire, and spend the afternoon doing not very much at all.

Comments

  1. That is an absolutely gorgeous picture. I was thinking about Silent Sunday yesterday – how people used to post just after midnight trying to get to be first in the linky 🙂

  2. Ahh the good old blogging days! I used to love spending Sunday mornings working my way through the pictures in the Silent Sunday linky! P.S. Gorgeous photo x

  3. I still do take part in a kind of silent Sunday, but I do miss it being silent. I’ve done it for years now. Such a gorgeous photo. I do love the mist x