Yearly tests with all the worry about passing would be daunting.
The smell of freshly baked cakes is something my nostrils can sense even behind this screen. I also did a lot of baking over the years for family. Kids are grown and I stopped doing that much baking. Over time I cut most of the sweets out of my life. Now I can't really eat them because it's not appealing anymore. It affects my palate in a way some people would feel with something very sour like sucking a lemon. I figured, with diabetes in my family's history I'm only helping to avoid it by declining sweets. So far, so good.
I've been really terrible about editing stories I wrote for a contest that had potential, but then I got bored with editing since the contest ended, and I moved on to newer things.
Those yearly tests are probably keeping folks alive. I often ask folks about when they are going to give up their keys. We are fortunate to have alternatives in this town.
I forgot about this contest. I've entered in the past.
Thanks for your comments. Yes, we do have a very pleasant time on a Wednesday morning each week. There’s something about an all female group of writers that’s different to a mixed group. We’re all very sensitive to each other’s feelings whilst not afraid to comment and suggest ways to improve our writing. We’re very lucky.
Sounds lovely! Those photos are beautiful. I love the the little cottages. What a pleasant time you ladies must have had in that venue. 1896 cottage. My house dates back to the late 1830's. I call it my money pit, though!
How beautiful the backdrop is with the local inhabitants. Kangaroos, and exotic birds!
Describe a mid-morning day where you are? Many of us talk about sunrises or sunsets, but what is special during the middle of your morning.
This is my favourite part of the day. By 10.30 I have been awake and busy for four hours. Breakfast has been dealt with, dishes washed, kitchen cleaned and beds made. I usually book appointments for in the morning, as early as possibly. So if a dentist’s visit or a doctor’s appointment has been organised it’s usually been done. But no matter where I am it’s coffee time.
If my husband has been doing outdoor work, he’ll pop his head in and say; ‘it’s coffee o’clock.’
I think these moments which break up a day are important. I’m not even sure it’s about the coffee, more about giving yourself permission to stop what ever it is you’re doing, just for 20 minutes or so.
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