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Under the weather

It is spring and here, that can mean anything. For many it means being ‘under the weather’ with colds, viruses and the other miseries that attend the change of season. Yesterday was as warm as a summer’s day… the day … Continue reading

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White-Skunk and Bald Eagle V… Stuart France

* … So, Skunk squirted musk into the water. The place where the water was immediately went dry and Eagle and his wives disappeared. Soon the water surged back in again and when Skunk looked he could still see Eagle … Continue reading

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White-Skunk and Bald-Eagle IV… Stuart France

* …Eagle arrived back at the lodge before Skunk. He seized the Plover sisters and trampled on their bellies until little skunks lay scattered all about on the ground. Then Eagle gathered up his belongings and left the lodge, taking … Continue reading

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White-Skunk and Bald-Eagle III… Stuart France

* … When Eagle returned from the hunt he said to Skunk, “tomorrow you will come with me when I go hunting.” “But, Brother, I am no hunter,” protested Skunk. “Nevertheless, you will pick up a deer I brought down … Continue reading

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White-Skunk and Bald-Eagle II… Stuart France

* …Eagle and Skunk retired to their beds after eating. Before long Skunk began to laugh out loud. “You are very annoying,” said Eagle, “what is so funny that it is worth keeping me awake?” “We have mice,” said Skunk, … Continue reading

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White-Skunk and Bald-Eagle… Stuart France

* In the beginning, Skunk and Eagle shared a dwelling. Eagle hunted for food and Skunk prepared it to eat. “Never approach my bed when I am out hunting,” said Eagle, “You will cause it to reek with your stench.” … Continue reading

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Spring – Stuart France #writephoto…

* …They do have something of the ‘other-world’ about them these places. ‘No un-authorised person beyond this point,’ said the sign. ‘But we are more authorised than anyone ever could be,’ said Wen. It is difficult to disagree but then … Continue reading

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The Other-Side of Space… Stuart France

* So Cor and Fran retreated to the start of the green sward and replayed as accurately as they could remember the events that had led to Min’s mysterious disappearance. Fran ran on ahead and when she got to the … Continue reading

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A Far-Flown Arrow… Stuart France

* “Where did she go?” “I dunno.” Poor  Fran and Cor, in this day and age people are not supposed to disappear, or at least, not like that. They still do though. Despite their understandable confusion. Over a thousand people … Continue reading

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Game of Stones… Stuart France

* “This must be it,” shouted Min getting excited again. If she had been a child she would have been jumping up and down on the spot. “The green sward, you mean?” replied Cor who was just as excited but … Continue reading

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