tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post3391341722788822647..comments2024-03-29T16:23:14.210+11:00Comments on Elephant's Child: Words for WednesdayElephant's Childhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.comBlogger156125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post-27115923498220094412018-10-24T06:04:04.786+11:002018-10-24T06:04:04.786+11:00Elsie Amata: Never too late. I love this, but my...Elsie Amata: Never too late. I love this, but my heart aches for him. Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post-85365787160056731352018-10-24T05:41:32.562+11:002018-10-24T05:41:32.562+11:00I'm late but I'm here! :)
When Bonnie re...I'm late but I'm here! :)<br /><br />When Bonnie remarked how dull the red bench had become over the years. He didn’t care. He watched as birds perched on top of it day after day. He didn’t care. Still, Bonnie drank her coffee, just as they did every morning at the Sunrise diner and talked about the dull red paint. He didn’t care. Two years turned into ten. Ten into twenty. Still, he didn’t care. On October 17, 2018, he finally cared. He threw bright red roses onto Bonnies’s casket as they lowered it down into the ground. Then carried the bucket of bright red paint to the bench where he wished he had cared more. He felt the sun burning the back of his neck. He didn’t care. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post-19779420991375540992018-10-22T15:59:50.975+11:002018-10-22T15:59:50.975+11:00This story is not ended, I want moreThis story is not ended, I want moreMargaret Birding For Pleasurehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00400663056547331997noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post-56426339503294003482018-10-21T07:05:17.259+11:002018-10-21T07:05:17.259+11:00Hi MS - what happens ... a real mystery to be evol...Hi MS - what happens ... a real mystery to be evolved ... cheers HilaryHilary Melton-Butcherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17596532480645510678noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post-47743788807179523652018-10-21T07:04:09.165+11:002018-10-21T07:04:09.165+11:00Hi Only Slightly Confused ... definitely not here ...Hi Only Slightly Confused ... definitely not here -you knew the story and where it was going. Loved it - that love as we sit holding our loved one's hand as they go on their way ... sad, yet delightful - cheers HilaryHilary Melton-Butcherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17596532480645510678noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post-45151543569736063792018-10-21T06:56:01.725+11:002018-10-21T06:56:01.725+11:00Hi Margaret - so sad to think of this ... and how ...Hi Margaret - so sad to think of this ... and how often it must happen; well done - cheers HilaryHilary Melton-Butcherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17596532480645510678noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post-21051343009978885292018-10-21T06:50:07.198+11:002018-10-21T06:50:07.198+11:00Hi Linda - so well set up for us ... I too could s...Hi Linda - so well set up for us ... I too could see her disappearing down the line - hopefully away from her follower ... lovely - cheers HilaryHilary Melton-Butcherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17596532480645510678noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post-30954750646039978412018-10-21T06:48:40.210+11:002018-10-21T06:48:40.210+11:00Hi Lee - very evocative ... we seem to know when t...Hi Lee - very evocative ... we seem to know when the last time comes along ... I can so easily see her disappearing into the thick mist, while it clears around him ... cheers HilaryHilary Melton-Butcherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17596532480645510678noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post-32159656231446449672018-10-21T06:46:59.090+11:002018-10-21T06:46:59.090+11:00Yes the red bench of tears ... just sad we need to...Yes the red bench of tears ... just sad we need to live through the loss of a loved one ... cheers HilaryHilary Melton-Butcherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17596532480645510678noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post-91990413387002371652018-10-20T06:43:36.506+11:002018-10-20T06:43:36.506+11:00Elsie Amata: Good. Elsie Amata: Good. Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post-28452474275409440132018-10-20T06:39:05.872+11:002018-10-20T06:39:05.872+11:00Awesome. Thank you both! I'll be back :)Awesome. Thank you both! I'll be back :) Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post-38620274897880585472018-10-20T05:38:03.652+11:002018-10-20T05:38:03.652+11:00Terry: Bill and Margaret's photos are great a...Terry: Bill and Margaret's photos are great aren't they?Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post-50161262615850627742018-10-20T05:04:47.480+11:002018-10-20T05:04:47.480+11:00I really enjoyed seeing the photos, EC.I really enjoyed seeing the photos, EC.Terryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08094441414025227387noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post-83006712937588032262018-10-20T04:28:58.066+11:002018-10-20T04:28:58.066+11:00Uglemor: Loving your continuing tale. And am gui...Uglemor: Loving your continuing tale. And am guilty of typos myself.Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post-31811544668911261122018-10-20T04:27:42.953+11:002018-10-20T04:27:42.953+11:00Magic Love Crow: The amazing photos have prompted...Magic Love Crow: The amazing photos have prompted some great stories haven't they? Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post-79983220852510365472018-10-20T03:09:23.860+11:002018-10-20T03:09:23.860+11:00 ... and please forgive all my spelling mistakes a... ... and please forgive all my spelling mistakes and typos. I forgot a spell check before posting :( Charlotte (MotherOwl)https://www.blogger.com/profile/01059356989361649639noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post-81126691296111249102018-10-19T22:41:56.755+11:002018-10-19T22:41:56.755+11:00Here's my bit. Still a part of my mock autobio...Here's my bit. Still a part of my mock autobiography. <br />I'm only using the misty photo.<br /><br /><br />"We need to go to the far end of this isle," Kai said. "The lake, where the Kelpie lives is down there." <br />"But we can't go by the normal road, the police have a guard down there, and we can't use any magic tonigth. The enemy will sense it and be aware of us."<br />"We must all be inside the Old Hunter's Lodge by sunrise." Sandra stated. Her black hair seemed dark as the nigth itself, and her eyes were starry holes beneath the bangs. <br />"But how, The water has risen because of the storm, spring tides and syszygy." The marches are dangereus tonigt. No monn and lots of water, bog holes, will o'the wisps and elwen maidens glaore. <br />All the faces turned bleak, despondent. Tonigt at midnigth Thursday began. A new victim would sure as as the sun rises find his or her way to the Stag Lake. . <br /><br />Did you know that there once was a private railway out there? Kai asked. I'm not sure all the tracks are still there, but the embankment sure is. We can use it to cross the marches. <br /><br />In the early morning they crossed the swamp on the old railway embankment. <br />As they arrived at the other end of the embankment they followed the old trackbed. As they entered the woods, tracks appeared on the gravel. "They look as though thy're used!" Susan exclaimed in a loud whisper. <br />"But we would hear a train going here, even as far as the Farm, it that was so" Tue whispered back. "Quiet!" Kai hissed. <br />The end of the tracks were hidden in mist. The brewings of Mother Bog rose almost to the tops of the trees. Everything was still. <br />Charlotte (MotherOwl)https://www.blogger.com/profile/01059356989361649639noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post-13773801892001429932018-10-19T12:38:12.087+11:002018-10-19T12:38:12.087+11:00Great pictures! Well done everyone on your stories...Great pictures! Well done everyone on your stories! Enjoyed reading them all! Big Hugs EC!Magic Love Crowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14133368208464734546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post-80980960526924674872018-10-19T12:37:16.205+11:002018-10-19T12:37:16.205+11:00Excellent!!! Excellent!!! Magic Love Crowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14133368208464734546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post-17051084568114016452018-10-19T12:36:45.526+11:002018-10-19T12:36:45.526+11:00Sad, but so well written! Sad, but so well written! Magic Love Crowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14133368208464734546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post-91597108599177699022018-10-19T12:36:01.413+11:002018-10-19T12:36:01.413+11:00Excellent EC!!! Excellent EC!!! Magic Love Crowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14133368208464734546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post-19798644944399577482018-10-19T11:15:39.790+11:002018-10-19T11:15:39.790+11:00Beautiful, but sad. I can easily picture this!
~Je...Beautiful, but sad. I can easily picture this!<br />~JessDMShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04202502753961748992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post-30986037625733434432018-10-19T07:12:32.982+11:002018-10-19T07:12:32.982+11:00i also hope you will have ago sooni also hope you will have ago soonMargaret Birding For Pleasurehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00400663056547331997noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post-5908257471458197292018-10-19T07:11:50.002+11:002018-10-19T07:11:50.002+11:00looking forward to that.looking forward to that.Margaret Birding For Pleasurehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00400663056547331997noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7516733121956849207.post-30534506205274180582018-10-19T07:11:19.769+11:002018-10-19T07:11:19.769+11:00So do I ElsieSo do I ElsieMargaret Birding For Pleasurehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00400663056547331997noreply@blogger.com