Ashleigh Holmes
Bio
Married mother of an adorable little girl who keeps me on my toes. I love art, craft, photography and food. I love to write about parenting and the trials I have struggled with, and also photography as an outlet for lifelong anxiety.
Stories (42/0)
Jessie's Lesson
With a final shudder, the little, red Daewoo came to a grinding halt. Plumes of thick, red dust swirled up through the windows before finally settling on Jessie's blonde hair. She was stuck in the middle of nowhere, and it was like the sun had come to earth—it was that hot.
By Ashleigh Holmesabout a month ago in Fiction
Weathering the Storm: A Mother's Journey
The soft light of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow across the room as I stirred from my slumber. Another day stretched out before me, filled with the promise of laughter, love, and the occasional tantrum. For nestled within the chaos of motherhood was a truth I had long since accepted – my daughter Darcy was both my greatest joy and my greatest challenge.
By Ashleigh Holmesabout a month ago in Families
Under the Vale
This is the sequel to https://vocal.media/criminal/under-the-vale Vince stood frozen, his heart pounding in his chest as he surveyed the scene before him. His father lay on the bed, his once robust frame now diminished, frail and hooked up to an array of medical equipment. The sight sent a jolt of shock and disbelief through Vince's veins, his mind struggling to process the gravity of the situation.
By Ashleigh Holmes2 months ago in Criminal
Blue Bear No More
Thump. The sound as I hit the road. I had felt a massive gust of air than the hard, unforgiving feel of the bitumen road of the highway. I felt discarded. Traffic whizzed past me, oblivious to my plight. My owner now far away down the long highway, no doubt upset, but didn't return. What would become of me now? That was the question.
By Ashleigh Holmes3 months ago in Fiction
Capturing Life of the Macaw
The light streamed through a slit in the canvas as a slight breeze rustled the tent and woke Jacinta up. She had always been a heavy sleeper, but somehow in the Honduras forest every little noise, smell and twitch made her jump. As much as she loved camping, she preferred the seaside camping, not middle of a hot, steamy, subtropical forest camping. Unfortunately you suffer for your passion, and her passion had brought her here.
By Ashleigh Holmes2 years ago in Photography
