I have been playing lately. With photography. And I downloaded the TINY PLANET app to my phone. Not so sure it is a good move. I spend way too much time on it.
Today I am busy. Yes I am. Tomorrow is our local A&P Show. The A&P stands for agricultural and pastoral. Every year in February we run it. Yes, somehow I ended up on a committee. Something I swore I would never do again. This is my 3rd year running the photography competition. There are seven… Continue reading Katikati A&P Show 2018
Abelard struggled through the tavern. Each step was difficult as he felt his bowels rumble in warning. He sucked his butt cheeks firmly together and prayed he would make it through the mass of tightly packed bodies. The heat from the crowd gave the tavern a sickly moist aroma. Discretely passing small flourishes of wind… Continue reading Abelard’s Pissior
“Shit! Someone help me out, please.” My right foot feels like it is being sucked through a straw. Thick mud is gripping it tight and the small sapling I grabbed hold of broke off at its base. No help there then. “Jo, what the hell happened?” Philip stopped laughing when the mud-ball I threw… Continue reading Mrithri and Group 13
He was born with searching eyes, wrinkled and bruised, on a Saturday afternoon. As the clock chimes, his curled fingers reach out and they take him from what he knows. *** Wrinkled and bruised, on a Saturday afternoon he watches an endless white marshmallow sky; they take him from what he knows, their firm hands… Continue reading Saturday Afternoon
A suggestion, the partial ending, with reason to believe there is another chapter to follow. We did not see the little death, hidden unobtrusively. Would we mourn this day? Standing an arm’s length apart. How shall we fare, as alone we seek our way? If we had dared to be true would we still have… Continue reading Adieu
For Christmas the daughter sent me three books to read. The first one I am reading is THE INCREDIBLE LIGHTNESS Of BEING. I have wanted to read this book for so long. When I finish I will tell you what I think, as that is NOT what this post is about. This post is about… Continue reading I am reading a book.
Pōkarekare ana ngā wai o Waiapu, Whiti atu koe hine marino ana e.E hine e hoki mai ra. Ka mate ahau I te aroha e. Tuhituhi taku reta tuku atu taku rīngi, Kia kite tō iwi raru raru ana e. Whati whati taku pene ka pau aku pepa, Ko taku aroha mau tonu ana e.… Continue reading What makes New Zealand Kiwi – Part 3
It is way overdue, like the tomorrow that never seems to come quick enough, but perhaps that is the way of it. It needed to gather its pieces together like a snowball rolling down a mountain. With each turn, the pieces are packed tighter together so that at the end of its journey, little withstands… Continue reading It was way overdue.