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 The simplicity of my day to day. |
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This is where I write my thoughts, feelings and my daily trials, tribulations and happy things
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What do you look forward to accomplishing in June? I’d like to try The Bard’s Hall Contest this month, it’s quite a challenge but we’ll see how it goes. I’d like to book a holiday somewhere warm away from the winter weather we’re experiencing right now. I’d like to visit my grandson, 2year old Alvie, our late addition to the family. We have two family birthdays this month and I’d love to see and celebrate with both of the birthday people; One year old great granddaughter Ava and 27 year old grandson Jacob who has little to do with any of the family so I probably won’t see him. I just wish I could convince him of the value of family ties, maybe he’ll realise it one day. |
This is my second entry for the month of June and for The Bard's Hall Contest (13+) JUNE: Annual Blog/Journal Month! Today has been a particularly lazy day. I woke up in the night to a massive storm. Hail, thunder, lightning, in fact everything the heavens could throw at us. My husband brought me my usual morning tea in bed and I listened to the weather and watched the trees outside my window as they swayed to and fro. I sipped the tea and all my previously planned day was discarded in favour of a day at home and a log fire. Wednesday is the usual day of the week when I attend my local writer's group. It's an all female group which has been going for 27 years. I've been a part of it for seven of those. Yesterday I wrote in my blog, about the fifty years worth of VHS tapes which have been on my mind lately. Watching them with my husband has stirred emotions. Those videos of us as young parents with three children under four years of age, brought both laughter and tears. Where are all these people now? Where have they gone? Where did the years go and why didn't we realise how young, beautiful and healthy we all were? It's a very good thing we can't see the future. My three babies are all in their fifties now, one is a grandmother herself. My other two, a boy and a girl were undiagnosed twins, each weighed over 6lbs when they were born. Of course this was in the times of no ultrasound, so these mistakes were made. How I missed having my mum with me then. My family were all in England and we'd emigrated just a year before the twins were born. One wonders how much of our life's experiences we use unconsciously as we write our stories. |
| Words 252. : This is my first entry for the month of June and for The Bard's Hall Contest (13+) JUNE: Annual Blog/Journal I almost always write to a prompt so to be given free reign as to content is out of my comfort zone. Do I have anything special to write about? That’s what I’m asking myself. So here goes. So far 2025 has been a bit of a mixed bag. John, my husband of almost sixty years, and I live an ordinary life in the hills area of Perth, Western Australia. And yet we seem to get drawn into the dramas of others. We have three adult children, six adult grandchildren and six great grandchildren between the ages of two and seventeen. As you can imagine there’s always a drama to which we are drawn into. Sadly drugs and alcohol have infiltrated our beautiful family which breaks our hearts. We can only be there to listen. One is forced to reflect on one’s life on attaining 80 plus years. Recently more so. We have a collection of old VHS tapes which are causing us a problem. To get the number of tapes we have digitised is very expensive. One of our adult grandchildren attempted this weekend to show us how we could do it ourselves. Well, as it turns out, for two analogued brains it seems to be beyond our comprehension. My cunning plan is to plead helplessness and hope someone might take pity and volunteer to do it for us. I do have a victim in mind. (To be continued) © |
| Use these words in your entry: winter, world, clouds, forgiveness, agreement, and time. Today is the start of winter here in this part of the world: the Southern Hemisphere. Suddenly it seems we’re in a different world. The long summer days of heat and flies have disappeared to be replaced by cloudy days and rain. The rain is wonderful though, there is forgiveness for the drought and loss of stock and crop. It’s as if we’ve made an agreement with the weather gods and we’re receiving the life giving rain in exchange for… who knows? The rain clouds release their life giving liquid and for the time being everything is good. |
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