books, so many books how many have I read I wonder just say, lots
long ones, short ones mostly fiction but many different genres and also lovely poetry
I look on my shelves I look in my kindle so many unread books
there is no way I will read all of them before I am gone
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Image credit: Priscilla Du Preez @Unsplash
For the visually challenged reader, this image shows a stack of books the spine and title of the books are hidden from view. The books are arranged in order of size. The smallest is at the top.
He smiles and jokes and explains tall tales. He’s in his element. From morning to evening, and even later, he’s busy.
Many people look up, staring and taking photos.
He’s a real live wire. Sometimes there will be a pigeon on his head, but he doesn’t mind.
But we can’t hear him. Not a word.
But he continues and he seems to be happy.
And if it’s really dark, and no one’s around, he’ll drop down. There’s a park bench and it’s a great place to sleep. But he’s back in his usual place before anyone else is around.
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‘Another fuse has blown again,’ muttered the ancient priest; he turned his head to see a rather striking red-headed woman who had just stood up and dusted herself down, and then beamed; she looked to Francis (whom she knew really rather well, particularly since he was a vampire), and then she looked to the ancient priest – ‘maybe I can help?’ she said.
The ancient priest muttered again: ‘well, I’m not an oracle, that’s for sure, and it isn’t mention in my job description either, but I don’t know what’s the matter with that thing; I’m stumped.’
But now the red-headed woman was able to say: ‘I am a dab hand at many things, including changing fuses, come on let’s do it.’
So they opened the crypt and crept down, and fortunately a large torch was at hand, and it was charged.
She carefully walked across and opened the fuse box, ‘now, the best thing is to turn off all of it, then changed the broken one, and then pushed them all up again,’ as she grinned; and a moment later the crypt was light again, although it was in the underground, of course.
She looked around, ‘there is hardly anything here,’ she looked rather disappointed, as she said: ‘no coffins now then,’ as she looked to Francis; ‘certainly not,’ he replied, ‘all our stuff is much more modern, and in another place anyway, but I guess we don’t need to go there any more, we can just close it down.’
she just arrived on this beautiful bay azure on the water creamy white sands and up in the sky little billowing clouds
she began to walk slowly but surely it will take all day
and then the sun will go down she’ll lay her eggs then later she’ll return back into the ocean and looking up to the moon
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For the visually challenged reader, this image shows a sea turtle emerging from the sea and traveling on the sand. Behind it, you can blue sea and a sky dotted with small white clouds.
‘A bendy bus?’ ‘What are you talking about?’ ‘Look, here’s a picture on that magazine.’ ‘What do you think about that?’ ‘I don’t think I’ve ever seen one of those.’ ‘What does it say?’ They both peer at it.
‘Oh, it says it’s an electric bus.’ ‘An electric bus?’ They looked to each other. ‘My word!’ They continued to look at it.
‘It says that the bendy buses are very clean and quiet.’ ‘Hmm, how nice.’ ‘It says they almost purr.’ ‘Ha, like a cat, perhaps?’ ‘Maybe so.’ They both grinned.
‘I’m pretty sure we will never see one of those here.’ ‘Indeed not.’ ‘Well, not to worry, we don’t really like buses, do we?’ ‘No, certainly not.’ ‘We like our cars much better.’ ‘You have your posh lorry, and I’ve my big bakkie.’ ‘And look, both of them are ready – and both of them have all new tyres now.’
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The red-headed women had laced up her new trainers and walked off to find what she would do, she was pleased with them, they were all the rage apparently, they were very comfortable and practical too – cool, in fact – so she continued to walk further to the cemetery, known as the Cemetery of the Large Quarries(and an interesting fact).
She’d not seen her two lovely gargoyles for ages, nor any of her vampire friends, and although she had a good day, and night, including a rather nice dinner in a bistro, just off the main road in Montmartre, she was still missing all of them.
She was still musing about what she had eaten and drunk last evening; especially that final little drink – absinthe, one of the favourite ones from the vampire people, and the best one, according to Francis.
And at that moment, the red-headed woman saw Francis, he was sitting reading by one of the graves in the shade, almost blissful she’d thought.
She was about to mosey over to him, but then someone else appeared, and who was he, she wondered; she watched as they greeted each other, he was stooped and wizened, and wearing a large hat, and then she realised he was a priest, and a very old one to boot.
The red-headed woman got closer, trying to catch the name, but all she could hear was ‘Father…’, gosh that was annoying; she was so interested to listen that she tripped… oh bother.
I haven’t climbed this one it looks doable shall I try it?
easy to start with going well but now it’s getting harder but that’s the point
slowly does it and cling on whoa, that was scary
I’m almost there and yes… that vista!
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For the visually challenged reader, this is a photo-shopped image (time-lapse image) of a man climbing a rock. The photographer has captured different stages of his climb and it looks like many people are climbing the rock. The last stage of his climb is when he is triumphantly sitting on the top of the rock.
‘Gosh, lovely wine, and only around the corner. So nice to be in the wine area. There are several vineyards right here. And really, really close. I mean just 10 mins away.’
‘Did you know that you could get an old, but refurbish wine-press, and not too far from here?’
‘Nice idea, although we don’t have very many vines in our yard.’
‘Maybe buy some more in the garden centre?’
‘Or just buy a load of grapes… some of those great big boxes in the supermarket.’
‘Hmm, that’s easier, and already grown.’
‘So back to the question, should we find a wine-press?’
‘I am sure it could be brought here, and we could use the old shed, since there are no hens anymore.’
(a little sigh for a moment)
‘So what do you think?’
‘Hmm, we don’t have to worry about this just yet…’
‘True, not until the spring… you know, around September, I think.’
‘Oh well, you know what time it is now?’
‘Ah, so it is!’
‘Okay, you get the glasses, and I’ll get the bottle.’
‘Chin-chin!’
‘Bottoms up!’
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