Memories, like chillies, bring tears to my eyes.
Month: August 2016
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Red, red wall …
105
They’re spiky and they’re spiny
The flowers are quite tiny.
They’re altogether shiny,
The Hakea family.
104
Spring is in the air,
Everywhere I looked around …
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There are strange machinations, buried deep in the forest…*
*Completely plagiarised from Tim’s post.
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I thought a burst of colour from the archive might brighten my mood, and perhaps yours too.
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Number 6 is sweet and generous and thoughtful.
100
Hitting the rocks creates some waves. Having a board helps ride the swell.
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The water pours over the rocks like tears.
It’s been that kind of day.
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This image captures my mood perfectly: jittery, scratchy, edgy, unsettled, unbearable, uncomfortable.
Let’s hope tomorrow brings a sense of calm.
Musings from the cold 