A bit of this, a bit of that. Opinion, Fiction, Observation and some Fun.
Knotted stems embrace about the size of the palm of the hand. Four years into drought at Kalbarri National Park, W Aus circa 2007. Pic: Chris Round Impossibility exists within this compressed, twisted and tortured desire to be. Relentlessly harassed and pressured into submission, to find a way, to set new direction away from this … Continue reading The Knot
Preamble The brain has been hurting much over the past four years. It started back with the US general elections and Donald Trump feeding nothing but lies and gross exaggerations to an increasing base that caused huge divisions in the USA. His promoted reality was not and still is not one that that is consistent … Continue reading Uncommon Sense
Preamble: Have been mulling over this for sometime, observing from afar the lead up to the Australian referendum on the "Voice" for our indigenous peoples. Increasingly the No campaign has delved into lies, exaggeration and conspiracy that has fueled the gullible among white Australia to believe that somehow their rights are being taken away if … Continue reading Deadly Bunkum
Michele, prepping for her image artistry. (pic Chris Round) I pine for conversation with a lifetime of knowing and the intimacy of a facial or body expression that only family knows. It is only a week after sister Michele visited. Already, as with many holiday visits to and from friends and family, memory becomes dreamlike … Continue reading The Visitor
Yay, it's on again, Cricket that is. I still froth at the thought and anticipation of playing even though the body is not quite as fit as it used to be. The soul? Is still 150% committed and as long as the desire is still keen, I will still put the hand up to play. … Continue reading On Again
Almost five months of zero inspiration for a story to write. The thought had crossed the mind way more than once to throw a few words or phrases at Chat GPT and see what it came up with. Could it pierce my inner thoughts in all their glorious and in-glorious wonder and write what is … Continue reading I am and forever will be ChaT CHRIS
Well before even pre-dawn I finally give up the toss and turn to reluctantly climb out of bed. Not before one last desperate attempt to still the now restless mind by nestling in the sleeping form of the wife for a few minutes. Eyes closed and nourished in her warmth and the familiarity of seven … Continue reading Happiness is …
Drinking in this landscape of salt laden harshness at the edge of the World. Sun a harsh reflector off the hardened ground with red leaved trees and shrubs casting unreasonable shade. Leafy green? Not one. At least the sky is reassuringly blue. Impossible to believe I am finally here after 26 years of visualising it. … Continue reading Unreasonable
The scene was set in “SURFS UP … Again. Prelude to the now just completed trip. Read on. Day 1. Mid October, left town at 6.50am. Clear morning, road winds east through the central mountain chain, to the flat on the other side. Greeted by lush green of mountain jungle with Palm trees finding the … Continue reading Surf was Up ……
Early morning fun and shapely Season opener (Oct 2019) I'm excited! Maybe the body isn't. If the excitement becomes satiated the body will be sore. After all it is seven months of enforced absence from the wave above. No Surf for that length of time as zero North East Monsoon winds to bring swell to … Continue reading Surfs Up! …again!
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