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Can you see the smile on one flower. The other is different – more a pout.

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Can you see the smile on one flower. The other is different – more a pout.

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Our last night in Cambodia, we watch traditional dancers perform on a brightly lit stage.

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In the Pelorus Sound, New Zealand we arrived at the batch in the early night. Outside a velvety surreal sight

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Comforting warmth indoors.

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At our place in Gloucester a trailer full of work awaits the dawn

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whilst fires burn on a hillside not so far away.

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Welcoming warmth beckons from within the French hotel

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That outside welcome continued once inside.

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Children will always find a merry-go-round day or night.
In response to Paula’s Thursday’s Special

A couple of weeks ago when walking the dogs, as we were leaving the park we saw a man that we saw a few times a week as he trained with his personal trainer. While he trains his wife walked their dogs but she avoided other dogs, keeping one of the dogs on a lead. It was a breed we thought could be narky so we always called the dogs away. We have always acknowledged him with a smile or a hello and since we have had Muffin, the puppy who breaks down all barriers, he has said a little more (but he is working out) and his wife has spoken to us. The dog was kept on a lead to keep it from running as it had a problem with its insides.
When I saw the man this particular day he was sitting on the railing fence, facing into the dog park. He did not acknowledge us as he usually does but I yelled out hallo. How are you? He stood and sobbed “my dog has died.” With that I handed Muffin’s lead to Roger and went over and embraced him. Not a fluffy tentative hug but one where I held him to me like a mother would a baby that someone was trying to snatch away. He returned my hug just as hard, him sobbing into my shoulder and me with tears falling as well. If you have lost anyone or any animal that is a family member you feel the pain. We stood like this for ten minutes, maybe more. Then we talked about pain, dogs, grief and Muffin. Finally it was the right time to leave and I left to catch Roger up.
I would never have written about this occasion which happened over two weeks ago except that Monday I saw his wife first, walking the dog. She told me her husband had a present for me. I said that was unnecessary but she said he wanted to. He had been carrying with him to training but when we didn’t come by (we were not walking Muffin that way because she was on bed rest after her operation) he’d left it at home. Would I be going through on Wednesday. I saw the man on Monday and he stopped training, came and gave me a hug and thanked me. Wednesday they waited for me to come through and he gave me a present.
What brought the smile to my face was what he said to me rather than the gift (which was very nice but as I said not necessary). He said “you have no idea how much you helped me. Just cuddling me and letting me cry. I’ll never forget your kindness to a stranger.”
The difference we can make in lives just with a smile, a hug and a bit of caring.

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Vietnam’s highways were dusty, busy and at times jammed to standstill.

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Perhaps you’d go for somewhere a little bit quieter. Don’t be fooled by this. This beach is a government gazetted highway where all the rules of the road apply. There is a police presence and you will be fined if you exceed the speed limit. 75 miles long it is also an airstrip.

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Most of Australia’s highways are a little more conventional but sometimes the scenery is stunning or unexpected.

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In response to Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge

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Lisa from Sharing the Story – a fellow memoir writer – has called for any reader of memoir or the writing of one to join her in a #memoirReview on twitter of reviews of memoirs that you have read. Visit her to find out the full details but it entails no self-promotion, writing a review that tells who benefits from the review ( we are trying to make these reviews ones that are honest and can genuinely be used as a guide to other readers of memoir), who the potential readers of the memoir are or put hashtags as to the theme of the memoir eg #abuse #cancer#adventure# HowTo.
Today I’m reviewing Shooting Stars and Flying Fish by Nancy Knudsen.

taken from Amazon.com
I read this memoir in my search for ‘nobody memoirs’. These types of memoirs are written by someone who is not well known prior to writing the memoir i.e. they are not a celebrity or an already well-know author. My other quest was that it was written for no purpose other than the memoirist thinking that she had a jolly good story to tell. Is there a target audience? Definitely Knudsen would have thought her potential market were other sailors. In my opinion it would also appeal to anybody who enjoys true adventure and those that have dreams of their own. I recommended this book to a colleague who dreamt of sailing the world and now she lives in Fiji. Memoir can show that anything is possible and following dreams is worthwhile as they can come true.
I thoroughly enjoyed this book which followed Nancy and her husband as they left high powered business careers and took off sailing around the world for the next 5 years. The memoir commences with an exciting passage where they are fearful that their boat has hit a reef. We are left with adrenaline pumping as we return to Sydney to take part in their final preparations and farewell. This section had double impact for me as their departure point was a place I knew well. I have not read any other sailing memoirs but I think there would be few written from a woman’s perspective, and her descriptions took me as reader into the blues of ocean and sky. Her husband Ted, was a racing sailor and neither had previously cruised. Naturally things went wrong and many things also went right. I learnt about sailing the world, about pirates, Turkey and other countries from a perspective I never thought I’d have. I was fascinated to learn that the Pacific and the Atlantic are two different heights which makes passing from one to the other precarious. She showed us vividly the environmental issues that are threatening the sea. She made me wish I was a sailor and could do the voyage myself.
I would recommend this book to everybody for the adventure and to sailors who are contemplating cruising or just dreaming. Who benefits from this review – hopefully you. I don’t know the author but in obtaining the photograph from Amazon I see that she has written another book Accidentally Istanbul which I will definitely read.
#sailing, #adventure, #seachange, #travel. It was found in the sport section of my local library.

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In response to Cee’s Odd Ball Challenge

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Gloucester NSW Australia

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Glass House Mountains Qld

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Along the Ardeche. At this point on the road I screamed at my husband “don’t cross the road you’ll get run over and then I’ll be stuck here.” He has never let me forget that my own needs were greater than any sense of loss that I would feel for him. Not true of course but this road terrified me. How I took an establishing landscape shot I will never know.

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Somewhere in the south of France

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Lyon in France (I think).

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From the rack railway on the way to Rochers de Naye. Lac Leman (Lake Geneva) is the body of water.
In response to the prompt to post establishing landscape photographs.
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