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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Image credit: Adam Azim @Unsplash
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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Image credit: Dennis Yu @Unsplash
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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The red-headed women had woken up, and rather quickly, she’d sat up and looked around, wondering what time it was, clearly the sun was already quite high in the sky – what a beautiful day – she thrust her slippers on and almost jumped up from the bed.
She opened the two French doors, as the warm air flooded in, she gazed around the tiny balcony; then she gazed around again, looking up, around and everywhere, but there was no sign of the two lovely gargoyles – they were her friends!
She padded back into the kitchen to make some proper coffee, and something to eat; there was a slightly stale half a baguette which was good enough, she would share some of the crust with the two little doves who were nesting there.
After finishing her breakfast, or rather brunch, she wandered into the bedroom to dress – something fresh and light since it was May; she straighten her duvet and put her pjs on top with her pillows – all perfect now, especially since her pjs are called Cat-Puccino (yes, really).
She had been sitting on her bed, where all her treasures were strewn around now, not very useful, apart from her ruby ring which was pretty valuable; but the problem was she was bored – just bored; but that’s not the reason… no! time to go out.
She should trust her instincts, she would find something to do, and with that… she strided off – at least it’s wonderful Paris, as she smiled.
He is an old guy and rather downtrodden. He stares in the distance and thinking not too much.
Meanwhile the cat sits pretty and pleased; she’s the clever one.
is it his? that cat? now let’s see.
The guy turns to the cat and the cat looks to him but of course we are together, now let’s go to eat something.
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Image credit: Maksym Mazur @Unsplash
For the visually challenged reader, this image shows an old man sitting on a bench with a black plastic bag at his feet. A small black and white cat is sitting next to him under the bench. The man is shabbily dressed and looking toward the right with a forlorn look.
‘Another trophy,’ grinned Joey as he moved around the small museum, ‘and what a nice little find.’ He walked from one side to another, deciding where that best location would be.
He had been to the craft market at the start of the day, all the best bargains could go any time. He’d been poking around the various stalls, all kinds of bric-a-brac and stuff, and he almost couldn’t find anything appropriate. But then he saw it. Just a small wooden statue with a long face and a round tummy. Rather pleasing.
He’d haggled a bit, pushing down the price, even though he knew it was much more expensive – or at least he thought so. But of course he would do that, he couldn’t help himself. Always a dealer, as he winked, and then he hurried across the town, to open the museum.
But he couldn’t decide where to put this lovely piece.
He was sure it was very old, and also it must have come from somewhere in West Africa. Maybe Gambia or Sierra Leone? Why did he think about that? He should have to send an email to a few friends around the world. But meanwhile he would put the little piece on the desk at the front, next to his laptop.
He picked it up again. Then he closed his eyes.
‘You must have been in a large ship, and dangerous. From Africa to North Carolina, USA, but in between you went to Liverpool – is that right?’
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