Just before his surgery, Ric took me for a drive to “show me something”. We turned off the main route and travelled down a dirt road lined on either side by tall trees. “Should see it any moment,” he teased as I eagerly craned my neck for whatever “it” was. And then the tree line […]
In anticipation of hubby’s return from hospital, I had it all planned: get him settled, run prescriptions to the pharmacy, pick up a pre-roasted chicken and salads, then home to nurse him to wellness. Except, the chickens were sold out and the salads picked over, and the pharmacy backed up, and when I finally got […]
Too naive to understand … constant runwe watched the grains of sand dwindlelost in vast dimensionslearn…leapto purpose reasona simple understandingtransition…imminent…the path is notconquered by having a why (Once again I have borrowed from the brilliant minds of this week’s contributors to create a found poem. The author of each line is listed in the order […]
wow, great photo and your words capture the essence of the trees perfectly!
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Aren’t they amazing. I had to honour them.
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You honoured them very well!
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I love the combination of clutching trees and the strength in your words, we grip with grit and grow much the same.
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We do! Thanks, E.
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