Category Archives: Art

Halls Creek Sitrep One

Friday marked the end of my third week in Halls Creek.  I am settling in at home though I still have some unpacking and putting away to do.  Slowly getting into the job.  Despite this not being the ideal time of … Continue reading

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The Long Ride Pt2

I was so exhausted when I arrived in Port Hedland on Sunday evening that I knew I had to  do something.  I seriously considered abandoning the bike and finding some other way to get to Hall’s Creek. That silly thought … Continue reading

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Sometimes He Just Sits and Stares

                               

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Why?

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A Brief History of Time

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Found Poem

I mentioned I watched A Night to Remember last week. Today I found this:   Found Poem (Titanic Story) I could see the lights Of the ship Starting to go under Water, Then soundlessly, Perhaps a mile away, It just went … Continue reading

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Easter Day

The silver trumpets rang across the Dome: The people knelt upon the ground with awe: And borne upon the necks of men I saw, Like some great God, the Holy Lord of Rome. Priest-like, he wore a robe more white … Continue reading

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