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My stories

Wild

Rainy Sunday, the chilly haar crept back. Suits me fine, I have been getting things done, enjoying that particular pleasure of scoring them off the...
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Cherry

10,839 Steps

I estimate, on the Beaufort scale, that the sea was ‘slight’ today, the breeze ‘gentle’. What did the sea sound like? Whispering kids at bedtime who...
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Chuwl (Hebrew: to dance in a whirl)

Friday evening, full moon waning, the haar cleared, returning the hills to the town. Sun peeped through and a cooling breeze blew the last ghostly...

Dolce Far Niente?

We need good rest, and to appreciate the ‘sweetness of doing nothing’. But pretty soon nothingness gets irritating, and starts to hurt your back...
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Nostos (Greek: homecoming)

Liberation is my thing. It’s a conundrum. Sometimes freedom, sometimes loneliness. That particular sweet freedom in coming home. Ancient Greeks...
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