Category: Writing
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Big Dog’s Coat of Not Many Colours
It was cold today. I mean not too cold. My words are too short. I feel I should be writing something poetic about the approaching winter and I know that Smidge would say this with a whole lot more elegance and poetry but there was a wintry feel to the air that blew around our…
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Do you want to hear how John and I met?
Lynda who lives on a farm in Colorado looked at that year ago post from yesterday and asked me how this all happened. That a New Zealand girl could wind up living in the middle of nowhere with an American man. It is not a long story, but I guess it is a sweet one.…
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A little Surprise, then Another one…
This certainly is a surprised chook but no this is not the surprise – This is the surprise! But in a way no surprise at all. The Matriarch walked into a wild scene at the hairdressers yesterday, they were all excited because a stray kitten had wandered into the salon, walked down the back…

