A Leaf in a Hard Place: Tuesday’s of Texture


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Leaf fall halted

Stopped in hard place

Awaits wind

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Ball and Square: Cee’s Odd Ball Challenge


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In response to Cee’s Odd Ball Photo Challenge

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Forest Bathing: 99 Word Flash Fiction

With difficulty Aaron place rollers under the cast iron tub then heaved  it from behind.  Imperceptibly it moved. For three days he pushed until eventually it sat in a small dell surrounded by the green forest which towered above him. He sank to his knees. Collecting wood for the fire he’d burn underneath the bath was the next chore. Then water. A big sigh showed his exhaustion. He stripped and stood arms stretched to the sky, legs akimbo, his body bathed in sunlight. His head tipped back, tall trees looming above him he said  “Bath for barbeque. Shinrin Yoku.”

In response to Charli’s prompt where she asks:

April 19, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about forest bathing. You can use the Japanese term, Shinrin Yoku, or you can make up your own ideas about the phrase. Go where the prompt leads.

Respond by April 24, 2018. Use the comment section below to share, read and be social. You may leave a link, pingback or story in the comments.

If you want your story published in the weekly collection, please use this form. If you want to interact with other writers, do so in the comments (yes, that means sharing your story TWICE — once for interaction and once for publication). Rules are here.


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The Lucky Galah: A book Review


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This quintessentially Australian novel by Tracy Sorensen captures the essence of Australia in a quirky way that had me captured (like Lucky) from the moment I started reading.

The narrator is Lucky a pink and grey Galah that doesn’t have a name for most of his life until he comes into the hands of Lizzie. We learn of Lucky’s life from Chickhood to present, life in the remote Western Australian town of Port Badminton which served as a tracking station for the moon landing, and particularly the life of one of the trackers Evan and his beautiful wife Linda and young child Jo who moved from Melbourne to be a radar technician for the Appollo 11 mission. Lucky picks up stories from those that pass his cage, the television, magazines he reads before destroying and the Dish (as it and galahs are on the same communication channel.) As Galahs are born storytellers Lucky cannot resist passing on the story.

Linda was the daughter of a commie and a refugee and had spent her entire life trying to be normal. When Evan went for training in Houston normality went out the window and she allowed herself to be herself with consequences. The moon landing itself brought back my own memories of huddling around one television in the science lab watching awestruck. After reading this I wondered for the first time whether my school had hired televisions for the occasion. I thoroughly enjoyed reliving the 1960’s in a small community. Tracy Sorensen is either the same age as myself and didn’t need to research or she did her research well as everything  Jo Evans did – so did I.

Would I recommend this book – yes – highly – it is abeautifully written Australian literary novel that shows,  with great wit and understanding, what it is to be human at a time that stopped the world – the first foot on the moon. It showcases life in a small community in Australia then (and I have to admit probably now). Put on top of those reasons – it is narrated by a galah. How could you not want to read it?


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For those who don’t know what a galah is I have added my own photo above.

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Weekend Coffee Share 22nd April 2018: R.I.P Bundy


Welcome. Come on in for a cup of tea or coffee. You are very welcome and I have most beverages. I’m afraid you’ll find us somewhat sad this morning as yesterday we said goodbye to our gorgeous cocker spaniel Bundy.


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From the time Bundy came to us as a rescue dog six years ago he has given us a lot of joy. The main reason we looked for a rescue dog was because we felt our old German Shepherd Zac would be revitalised by having a companion. He was and the two got on well together. But he became much more than that to us. We used to laugh at his possessiveness of his white cockatoo. No way would he relinquish it without much growling. It was like a security blanket to him. He arrived with it and despite much head shaking with it in his mouth it remained white and in perfect condition. He was a birder with a soft mouth. He once caught a bird whilst we were out walking but it suffered no damage and happily flew off.


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He immediately adopted Roger and became his shadow. It took us many months to stop his anxiety if Roger left whilst we were out. For Bundy, unless Roger was by his side he was miserable. He didn’t acknowledge me as being part of the circle for a couple of years.

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Roger loved him back just as much and the bond between them grew. He was a bloody minded dog and impossible to budge if he didn’t want to go. We had to cross the road at exactly the same spot each day. He wouldn’t go further. When we moved we had to have coffee before the park instead of after because he walked in that direction from that spot and nothing would change him.

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Whilst I was doing my Masters and  sadly did not have the time to give to Roger, Bundy filled that gap. He kept him company when I was at the Uni during the day and at night on the evenings I was out. When I went to conferences Bundy was always there. Always loving.

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At 15 years old, he’d had a good innings. The time had come to show him how much we loved him by letting him go. Roger sat on the lounge most of the morning with Bundy’s head on his lap. When the vet came he told him to stay and he gave him a sedative so he wouldn’t be distressed by a needle going into his back leg. Bundy gently went to sleep on the lap of the one he loved and who loved him back. We will miss him dreadfully. He was our joy boy.  R.I.P Bundy.

If we were having coffee I’d apologise for talking about our last day with him and perhaps giving too much detail but when death comes so peacefully it can be a beautiful thing despite the pain that the hole in your heart gives you.

If we were having coffee I’d tell you that our weather has been beautiful one minute and raining the next.  The raining days have been good because it has given me a lot of time to go through some paperwork. I want to get down to the minimum amount of stuff possible so that should we decide to leave in less than a year (Roger still hasn’t got used to living in a community situation) I don’t have nearly as much to pack.

If we were having coffee I’d tell you that I don’t feel much like talking – I did have things I was going to tell you but to tell you the truth just at the moment none seem that important. So that is about it for my week. Have you read any good books or seen any films that should be seen? Looking forward to seeing how your week has been. Thank you for dropping in for coffee, it is lovely to see you. Thanks to  eclecticali  who is our host of the weekend coffee share.

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Paddling oddity: Silent Sunday


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Skywatch Friday 20th April 2018 Noosaville 6.44 am


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In response to Skywatch Friday where skies from round the world can be seen

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