Panic And Goodness

The Oxford Dictionary defines panic as :  a sudden uncontrollable fear or alarm or infectious fright I saw this piece of street art in the midst of a state of  panic and felt it was pertinent to me with its slightly greenish hues and face dripping with paint. I wonder if the artist knew at... Continue Reading →

With Thanks To Bobby D

This week's quote comes to you courtesy of the one and only Bob Dylan. Now there is a man who can pull a quote out of thin air. He has said (and written) so many notable and quotable things it is hard to narrow it down to just one of them. But this one spoke... Continue Reading →

When You Go Out Walking

I saw some great things out on my walks this week. One thing I love about this time of the year in Sydney is that all the magnolia trees begin to bloom. If there is anything more elegant or striking than a magnolia blossom, I don't know what it is. The deep pink ones are... Continue Reading →

QUINTET

Today I have been blogging for 5 years. FIVE YEARS. I've blogged about everything from animals to depression to snoring. I've written over 300 short stories. I've had my stats go up and down and my page ranking go up and down more times than a lady of the night's bloomers. I've blogged on a... Continue Reading →

Things That Make You Go Oooooooh!

You're probably wondering about the title of this post. Well, I'm not talking about going Oooooh in the sense of being excited or thrilled  or awestruck; I'm not even referring to going Ooooooh in a sensual way.... I am talking about going Ooooooh as the result of a good-old fashioned moment of having the pants... Continue Reading →

The Nature Of Courage

There's a lot in life that requires courage when you think about it. We often view courage as a chest-banging, sword-wielding warrior type, but I think it can have a gentle face too. Gentle, tenacious and steadfast. Like this flower growing through the bricks. And this quote, so true and so relevant to the lives... Continue Reading →

Face On The Footpath

I see lots of things on my walks that give me story ideas. This was a stencil I saw on the footpath that really got me thinking..... Jason knew Ilona was a witch. First of all, the name was a complete giveaway. Ilona – all otherworldly and sliding off the tongue like an incantation. Second... Continue Reading →

A Little Bit Of Head-Clearing

On the days when you walk around to clear your head it's amazing what you can see.... Cutie-pie, sweet-faced duck. Big Daddy Duck. Two jugglers juggling. A grim, ghastly gargoyle. A sign on the back of a truck which is  very true because when you think about it without trucks and the transportation industry the... Continue Reading →

I’m Chanting As We Speak

For years I have had a recurring dream. It's been recurring for about ten years, bouncing away in my sleeping brain - my very own 3.14159 and so on and so on.  My very own piece of Pi. In this dream I am in a house I have never lived in yet the house is... Continue Reading →

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