Author: Cecilia Mary Gunther
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How to Train a Peacock

I have had enough of this big beautiful poopy peacock hanging out on the West verandah, dropping his big wet peacock droppings. And Him Indoors tromping it inside on the shoes he refuses to take off before walking over my clean floors. Mr Flowers. My beautiful peaceful peacock. So I am training him to the…
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Running Out of Time

That’s what it feels like anyway. I am running out of time. Running after time. Where has this elusive piece of time gone? Time is not even a thing – how can I run out of it. This is why I hate the Christmas Day part of the holidays. This holiday is just so NEEDY.…
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Dirty Fingernails

Yes! That is the first thing that came to mind for my subject heading this morning. My fingernails are a little bit dirty but that’s because I’ve been working in the glasshouse and the barn. Dirty fingernails are a badge of honor! The glass-house is my happy place in the winter. Plus there is no…
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Getting the Bums Rush

This picture is not exactly in line with the saying: Bums Rush (Bums rush means to be ejected forcefully from a space – maybe by the fart of a pig!) but FreeBee made me think of it and you know how my subject headings are! What I think of first is what it’s going to…


