Bad ending? Maybe, but hold on, it’s a new day, something will occur.
We could play Scrabble? What do you think? Got the board right here… excellent!
Who’s going to start? Okay, it can be you then; so now we’re busy.
Happy face, good!
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This image shows4 colourful keys, not usually part of a keyboard. The black one has “bad” printed on it, the white one says “end,” the grey one says “ing,” and the orange one has a sad face.
Intriguing, she thought, as she walked around this wonderful canopy. It was vast. It was magnificent, and there were so many different trees. What else would she find, as she continued to marvel? Would she hug a tree? Well, why not. She was about to open her arms, but then disaster. It was a huge snake! She backed away, and stood there for a moment. Then she turned around, and ran. And she continued to run until she was in the car park.
This image shows a wooden platform/ bridge in a jungle like environment. The bridge is made of good quality seasoned wood and so are the railings. We can see tall pine trees on the front and sides of the bridge.
This is a beautiful boat, sailing around a huge ocean. It has been a peaceful time so far, but I can see a storm ahead.
So mind the tillers and stuff. The rudder needs to be straight and safe; it’s going to be a long night and day.
And it was, and worrying, but the following day, it was lovely again. Next stop will be Cape Town.
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This image shows a sailboat in a vast body of water. The skyline/horizon is clear, and the water is calm. This photo was taken from another boat nearby.
She stood reverently, bowing her head, hoping to find herself, there was no-one around, and that was what she wanted.
She began to walk, trying to stay focused, but what was the point?
But then she knew, she must do this, that beautiful nunnery.
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This image shows a long stone corridor with repeating arches, where soft sunlight creates dramatic shadows and highlights the historic architecture. Mardin, Türkiye
She got up in the night that time, it was gorgeous and warm, and so clear.
The moon was full and huge, the stars twinkled beautifully.
There was planets – she knew them, and beyond there were galaxies.
She stared, and stared again, then she was moving, up and up.
She will meet and greet, but who were they?
She closed her eyes, and that was it.
And was it just a dream?
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The photographer described this image as; Triangulum Galaxy. Not your normal-looking galaxy. This galaxy is known as a flocculent spiral galaxy because its arms are made of patchy segments, not long, continuous spirals like you see in most other galaxies. It also lacks a strong central core of dense, bright stars. The patchy blue and red/pink areas are large star formation regions.This galaxy is 2.7 million light years away.
It said, ‘take what you need.’ It was stuck on a telegraph pole by the pavement. She stopped and looked. Interesting, she thought. But she moved on, although she continued that thought.
She mused as she walked along that road. What were the seven words again? She could remember them, and all were good, she felt.
She pondered as the rain started again. Well, it was the UK after all. Then the next telegraph pole appeared, which also had the same words. However, this one had been disfigured.
So ‘love’ and ‘money’ had disappeared, as did ‘passion’ and ‘happiness’ – very sad that. Then ‘luck’ had become ‘uck’ – very unpleasant. But, at least it hadn’t been replaced with ‘fuck’ (gosh, naughty).
Right in the middle, the word, ‘courage’ had lost part of it. Now it’s called ‘rage’… another gosh for that. All that was left was ‘hope’ and that seemed appropriate.
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This image shows a paper poster on a pole, saying – “Take what you need” Underneath are tabs marked- Love, Hope, Passion, Courage, Happiness, Luck, Money!
We met in the desert that time, just me and him, he walked, but I rode a camel.
We started our journeys, him from the west, me from the east.
We’d left at dawn, just as the sun peeped up, as we plodded across the dunes.
We arrived as the blistering sun beat down. We did our trading, and then we left.
Was there a moral? No need for that… Just good business.
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This image shows desert dunes with footprints left by humans and animals in the sand. The photographer explains; Under the warm sun, the dunes carry gentle scars of passage, lines and footprints that vanish as quietly as they appear!
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