Sometimes Funny, Sometimes Not. I Bathed in Poo Water. When I reached my yard I glanced up and down the street and saw my neighbors had some twigs by the curb. We still had time to drag the can to the corner. In an unexpected turn of events a large tidal wave of black, poo scented rain water rose up from the depths of the can, through the tangle of sunflower stalks and cobwebs and landed on top of my hea.

Learning to Wait with Grace.

Dans Le château de Vaux-le-Vicomte. La tour Eiffel Photo Sylvain LANDRY Scoop.

Ghost Stories For The Wilderness Impaired. This night is full of gunshots. They only last a few seconds. The time it takes my hand. To feel your chest, inhale, exhale. I imagine your last breath. Sirens are heard, near. Of blue, red upon our bedroom wall. Here, we sleep between gunshots. I can hear your breaths. From your first until now.

About Myself and how I changed throughout the years. I want my new message to come across. A place to be inspired and show off your skills.

Week 6 52 Weeks of Gratitude. Week 6 The City you live in. This week is all about being grateful for the town you live in. Many people have heard of Bundaberg even if they have never lived in Australia purely because of the things we are famous for. I have 2, TWO ja.

More Than A Dash Of Salt. Not your normal food blog. Those who are familiar with POTS are aware that we need to be careful and pace. With it currently being winter and bugs everywhere, I seem to have just been catching them left, right and centre and so needed to take some time off away from the blog to use all my spoons.

Effy lives in the beautiful Huon Valley in Tasmania. She likes gardening, cooking, taking photographs, her family, and writing poetry. This blog is a place to combine all these interests. Hope you enjoy looking at her world. Follow from heart to head on WordPress. The sun fell into the puddle,. I saw it with my own eye! So I quickly scooped it up. And placed it back in the sky! August 8, 2015. All through the night,.

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Only God, who makes things grow. I often write about life overseas but not so much about the work we are doing. During the past year God has really put some obstacles on this path that have really thrown me off. One minute I feel I am drowning in the ocean and then in green pastures the next. I do know that I have never left the path. About 6 weeks ago we planned our steps to begin planti.