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    Friday, 25 May 2018

      It’s hard to imagine that almost 130 years ago, Melbourne in Australia was considered the smelliest city in the world when today, it’s voted the world’s most liveable city. The Melbourne and Metropolitan Board of Works was established in 1891 to ...
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    Thursday, 12 April 2018

    Stop and smell the roses, so they say. Force the halt, cease all activity apart from the necessity to breathe. Even if only for a few minutes, although a week or two would be best. Give yourself that time to be and do whatever you’re guided to do, wi...
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    Friday, 17 November 2017

    A slow sway pinches out a crying creak. It wavers and reverberates, motions in the belly as a slug of up and down. Yet there’s no whiff of breeze on a night where exposed roots choked by moss and lichen, and blades of grass tinged in dew sing in chor...
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    Thursday, 19 October 2017

    Monika and Voldemar Steinbergs, Cottage 67 on the Farm, 1962 A writer nurtures stories, develops and grows them to be the best they can be. It’s a little like a parent nurturing a child or a gardener raising a plant from seed, laced in love and care...
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    Sunday, 24 September 2017

    Truth, honesty, I could throw justice in here as well ... words that stir memories of the opening credits to The Adventures of Superman. Truth and honesty form the basis of creative nonfiction writing, and writing about the community that once exist...

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Rosy Cole We Don't Say Goodbye
23 June 2018
Much deep wisdom here. Thank you!To be honest, I'd rather never say goodbye... No matter what plans ...
Stephen Evans We Don't Say Goodbye
15 June 2018
Sound advice Ken.
Ken Hartke We Don't Say Goodbye
13 June 2018
I may have posted this before -- I sometimes need to revisit it. I occasionally need to give myself ...
Katherine Gregor Rise
12 June 2018
I like it!
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