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The days are long, the years are short
To live is to grieve Every end, a beginning What are hills with no valleys? Remembering Dad – June 7, 1924 – February 27, 2013
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What I did when the internet was out
If you are reading this, you will know my internet is back on. You know how it is, the everyday struggle. We come to an obstacle and meet it with force. We want things to be another way. I spent two hours on the telephone last Friday, trying to sort a problem with our stereo…
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The week that was.
Since I last spoke to you, the clouds have surrounded the mountain, obscured it, washed it all clean and given it back to us. Though the light show was mesmerising and the rain welcome, the heat and humidity that followed was a heavy blanket that drained energy just trying to move in it. The native…
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Why we have eyes
We have eyes to see, of course. But what do we see? As I was going through the grocery store this morning I could see that some of the veggies were a bit passed their prime. I could see the ‘use by’ date on the dairy products, that there was no fish I particularly fancied,…
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Coffee and a story…
I thought I’d share with you my most favourite kitchen device of the moment… But first a little story…about the gentleman who introduced this little gem to me… Mr V. Don and I have both known Mr V since he was our primary school principal. His wife was my first grade teacher, and their daughter…
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In My Kitchen – February 2014
(In My Kitchen is a monthly post linked to the figjamandlimecordial.com blog. It’s creator, Celia, hosts IMK blogs from around the world and it is such a fun peak into other kitchens.) January in Alice Springs is pretty laid back. It is usually very hot, and all of us are ready for some summer ease after…
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