Growing with gratitude for life's challenges
Two rivers intersect at our city’s centre, and while I often patrol the larger one, this day I decided to visit a park adjoining the second. Probably because walking is still difficult for me, I was drawn to the many benches that line the path, all vacant now due to Covid restrictions. A quiet evening […]
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Ribbons of colourline the landscaperaucous revelry Autumn clouds gathertheir brooding silencethreatening celebration Overnight the wind rosecarried with it the tearsof our imposed isolation. (Pathetic fallacy is a literary device used to convey emotions/mood through reference to the weather. The poem is my attempt. A better example is the novel, Wuthering Heights, by Emily Brontë, where […]
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Known in class as the Quiet One, Shelly is given to wandering away from her desk for no reason. Mostly, she is good natured and easy to get along with, and as her teacher, I can tell you she is quite bright. What most don’t know is that she is a collector, somewhat reminiscent of […]
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Last photos of Sept 30th (camera and iPhone) for Bushboy’s photo challenge.
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“What’s in this box?” “Good question. To be honest every time I look at the contents, I just…” “… glaze over?” “Exactly.” Turns out there were pens and lightbulbs and notepads, and something Ric’s been looking for. Likely the contents of a junk drawer – you know, the stuff you put out of sight because […]
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It was a neighbour girl that started it. We played together one day – a rare occurrence, as she seldom came outside. “How do you know you’re not adopted?” she hissed at me, as if to say: You don’t know everything. I started to answer, but then, the words got stuck. How did I know? […]
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The meeting was both exciting and a letdown. Exciting because it was my first attempt at a social event in over three years, having been bed bound all that time. A letdown as soon as the participants talked about early morning walks as the best way to spot birds. Mornings were still tough for me, […]
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…especially when you dwell in Northern climes. Now, down south, green is all the rage: (A male mallard in a local ditch, and green jays taken along the Rio Valley in Texas. For Bird Weekly challenge.)
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All the fading bitsdetract – I am still alivepassion asserting. (A quick check in. I am recovering well; still needing lots of rest. Thanks for all the good wishes. Image from my collection.)
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“Tell me a favourite memory from your travels,” my golden-haired nurse asked me as she scoured my bruised arms for an accessible vein. I’d blown another IV and options were limited. Rachel Sunshine I called her, this wisp of a young woman who, at first hospital-glazed glance, glowed a with a yellow aura. So I […]
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One Woman's Quest II 