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Are All Mountains Blue?
Funny how colours are associated with emotions. Blue when we are sad and feeling blue. Red when we are mad. Green when we are jealous. “The green eyed monster.” I heard they have pink jail cells for individuals who need to calm down. Though I do not find pink a restful colour. I have often…
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Flying – the literal kind.
I am flying again. More and more my life is reflecting that girl in the red coat with a string attached to a balloon. Next is my favorite shot from San Antonio. Do the river walk at midnight! Today I am off to Calgary. Eldest Son is taking me camping. I told him if I…
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Talking Words
I am traveling again. Today I am in Austin, Texas. Hot. Hot. Hot. Like my Dad I am no good in the heat. But I love cities. Everyone needs variety so this morning we walked a trail through the Barton Creek Green Belt. This particular trail (I call it a track) runs right under an…
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The Irishman and The Silk Boxers
Apparently, Our Mum met The Irishman, who later told us the story of the silk boxers, in the hospital. The local hospital stood on the top of a steep hill capturing a vast panoramic view of the lagoon and the bay beyond. This day the bay shimmered like smashed chandeliers under a sun reserved only for a summer…
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I am Three Rivers
I started writing this a while ago but the idea would not blossom. So, like one of my favorite authors, Gabriel Garcia Marquez, I put the idea in the bottom drawer to ferment a while. It makes sense to me now. I am Three Rivers. 🪜One river is in Full Flood. 🪜My Second river weaves…
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