Revisit-Re-Blog
I scrambled out of bed. Mum never swears.
Travel Friday–Emily Gap
In the shade of the gum trees in the picnic area, we “shared” our lunch of canned tuna and buttered bread with some inch ants. Had to put our food on a rock and then move the picnic rug, but the inch ants followed us.
Travelling Friday–Road Trip to Sydney (4)
A heated discussion ensued amongst the fellows. Mitch put forward that we could be using daylight to drive to Sydney. Rick refuted that suggestion with, ‘Do you want to sleep in the car again?’
Arty Friday–Cradle Mountain, Tasmania
We continued our trek around the lake. Son 2 ceased his drone about the meaninglessness of life, while Son 1 captured the beauty on the little digital camera I had lent him.
“Telestrations” of History–Family History in Nördlingen Revisited
Let’s just say, I had a “Telestration” moment this morning.
100-Word Challenge–When You Gotta Go
I stood, pointing like a fool at his chair. Afternoon sun streamed through the dusty windows, ripening adolescent body odour.
Travel Friday–Return to Alice Eternal
My husband trekked after me as I trudged over to the graveyard that looked more like a neglected paddock of red sand than a cemetery. We gazed at the iron crosses of the early missionaries, such as Kempe, and a sad tombstone of a 10-week-old Latz baby.
Friday Travel with a tiny bit of Family History–The Black Forest and Beyond into France
A few months ago, I became curious about the genealogical origins of my interest in art. Was the Trudinger line responsible? Or was it another branch of the family? I did find a few Trudinger relatives with artistic talent; some were architects, others were actual artists of note. But the surprising discovery was my third…
Arty Friday–Cockling at Goolwa Revisited
‘Hopefully, we’ll catch a few fish and have them for dinner tonight,’ another said. I imagined fish, fresh from the sea, thrown on the barbeque and the cockle bait inside them buried once again in our stomachs.
Travelling Friday–Road Trip to Sydney (3)
‘No,’ Mitch said, ‘sleeping upright and squashed up next to…next to,’ he jerked his head in the direction of the car, ‘I found it very—very…uncomfortable.’
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