I am starting a few private classes this week and I hope I will be able to flesh-out my timetable by mid-October.
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| In the Nature Reserve Quite Near Blackburn |
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| Silver birches |
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| White Pine |
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| Which park is this? |
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| And this? |
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| Local symbol of Manhood |
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| Quasi-Local symbol of Boyhood |
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| The local climate spitting water rather than fire |
Have just read Neville Shute's A Town like Alice, for the first time. What a fabulous book! Makes me feel better about people even though it's just a story.
Today's poem:
Tease ... (Parody Joyce Kilmer Trees)
I think that I will never free
The joy that lives inside of me.
The me that hears the jeers of jest
Still takes a stand and still protests.
That hips weren’t made to swing and sway
While lips and eyes attract their prey.
And all things that those ladies wear
Are just a ploy ~ so men beware!
That bosom where your head has lain
May often bring you grief and pain.
So God made girls like me, the seed
From which can grow the friend you need.
The joy that lives inside of me.
The me that hears the jeers of jest
Still takes a stand and still protests.
That hips weren’t made to swing and sway
While lips and eyes attract their prey.
And all things that those ladies wear
Are just a ploy ~ so men beware!
That bosom where your head has lain
May often bring you grief and pain.
So God made girls like me, the seed
From which can grow the friend you need.








Super trip down memory lane. Love you both.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the comments. Keep them coming! Sometimes it feels as if I am throwing memories into a hungry void, eager for stuff but loathe to interact.
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