SUPERSTITION

Originally posted on THE ONLY CIN:
I’ve wasted seven bags of salt; a handful flung for each small spill, supposedly keeping the devil at bay. My granny said I should! I’ve lost the chance to meet my fortune, all because of old wive’s tales: I’ll never venture past the garden gate if the thirteenth falls…

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PLAYING HIDE-AND-SEEK WITH ELUSIVE PURPOSE

Originally posted on THE ONLY CIN:
WARNING/DISCLAIMER: VERY DEEP POST, NOT ABOUT FOOD. I had a deeply intense conversation with a new friend yesterday. We sat in the shade in my garden and she related her story of a particularly wretched time in her life and her recovery through taking a course of a-three-weekend programme,…

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WHILST WASHING I WISHED…NO, WAIT!

There are times, as a diligent and lifelong diarist, that you find yourself in periods where your landscape feels overwhelming. When your surrounding atmosphere and energy forces collide to make the most spectacularly gentle geography explode in front of your eyes and makes your fingers pause above the page or keyboard  – even while writing…

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SELF-PORTRAIT IN ROSY BELLIBUTTON

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WordPress weekly photo challenge: Self Portrait. In her book, The Thornbirds, Colleen McCullough describes a dress-fabric in a shade of ‘ashes of roses’. I was entranced and it became my personal favourite palette forever, with periodic and brief forays into brights. But I always return to pastels… Montage on…

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BEHIND THE PRETTY

deargodinheavensweetviginmotherofchrist There’s another fight, this time in the pig camp; it is the end of times, the sound of the screams are the elevator music to Hades. Five dogs have broken through from their camp into the pig camp and four have set upon one of the pigs. They’re climbing onto it, biting at its…

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SWINGS AND ROUNDABOUTS

Today I don’t own a single one of those electric kitchen appliances, but the baskets I’ve collected all my life – themselves a kaleidoscope of teenage and adult seaside holiday recollections, flea markets around the world, the pity-purchase from the lady on the pavement in Parkview – serve as both packing crates and table-tops, and I have learned well from studying the habits of migrant-worker women in rural areas; I know the voluminous potential of the Big Pep Stores Nylon Bag that travels by taxi from city to village at the end of each year for the long-awaited home visit.

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CONSTRUCTIVE RUBBISH

Two months on the farm and a significant change is afoot; I’m moving again, in a twist that’s left me shaken but filled with renewed resolve and positive and excited. It’s been a tremendous learning curve for me on several fronts, not least of which is a certain level of pride at my resilience in…

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PRETTY RUBBISH

This is the result of an experiment I did in December 2016. The volume of two large black refuse bags can be reduced to this if you recycle, keep a small bucket at your kitchen door for compostable waste and never put any wet shit (cooked food, leaking tins etc) into your garbage. I did…

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VILE WALLIS THE INTERVIEW BOMBER

Beautifully written article from this gorgeous, informed young woman. Thank you so much, Danielle 💟 By Danielle Naidoo Rhodes University, 27 August 2017 “This woman is the coolest” – is honestly what my first thought was as I began listening to what she had to say. Cindy Phillips Taylor sat posed in her antiquarian armchair…

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DIVE

“dive for dreams” – E.E. Cummings dive for dreams or a slogan may topple you (trees are their roots and wind is wind)   trust your heart if the seas catch fire (and live by love though the stars walk backward)   honour the past but welcome the future (and dance your death away at…

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