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Nobody Watches anymore

I paid my admission, donned my rain coat and headed for the elevator that would take me down to the observation platform at Niagara Falls. I’d done that many years ago as a young lad with my mother, brother and … Continue reading

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Hanging Around

“It’s ONLY the Chandelier” they all say. What do they mean by ‘ONLY’, that’s me they are talking about. And it’s not really my fault. when I rattle it’s the kids jumping upstairs, probably on the bed. Or it’s one … Continue reading

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Cooling my feet

Voices, I hear voices and it’s afternoon on Thursday. I can’t tell what they are saying, but they are there. I guess I should tell a bit more. About lunch time a Geocache was published up here in the “Forest … Continue reading

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A strange day comes to an end

As I sat with Suzie drinking wine served by Mel I told her how my day was one of the strangest of my life. Of course I started my story with how it began and how the life of an … Continue reading

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The Telescope

Today started off strangely, I overslept, then the events after breakfast at the coffee shop (see last weeks challenge). But today as is usual at an accounting office, not much exciting ever happens. I left the office a bit later … Continue reading

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What a day!

Morning normally comes way too early in the day. Today it was bit late, exciting and interesting. For most of my adult life it began about 6am. During the winter I needed an alarm clock, but when summer comes sun … Continue reading

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Life on the Rocks

Life on the rocks Sunday Photo Fiction: March 30th 2014 Life in the rocks as a Fiddler Crab isn’t all that it’s cracked up to be. Living in the jetty has it’s hazards. First there are little boys that think it’s … Continue reading

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