A recent study has found that women who carry a little extra weight
live longer than the men who mention it.
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Photo: Glen Helen Gorge N.T. (c) Marie Trudinger 2010
Photo of cats, travel, flowers
A recent study has found that women who carry a little extra weight
live longer than the men who mention it.
(unknown)
Photo: Glen Helen Gorge N.T. (c) Marie Trudinger 2010
I simply haven’t the nerve to imagine a being, a force, a cause which keeps planets revolving in their orbits,
and then suddenly stops in order to give me a bicycle with three speeds.
(Quentin Crisp)
Photo: Wild flowers in Central Australia. (c) Sam Gross, circa 1948.
There is something good in all weathers.
If it doesn’t happen to be good for my work today,
it’s good for some other man’s today,
and will come around for me tomorrow.
(Charles Dickens)
Photo: Approaching sunset in Ormiston Gorge N.T. (c) Marie Trudinger (2010)
If you love something, set it free.
If it returns, you have not lost it.
If it disappears and never comes back, then it was never yours to begin with.
And if it just sits there watching television, unaware that it has been set free –
then you probably married it.
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Photo: Ormiston Gorge, West MacDonnell Ranges, Northern Territory.
(c) Marie Trudinger, 2010.
The hurrier I go, the behinder I get.
(Anonymous Pennsylvania Dutch)
Photo: Cruising on the Gordon River. Tasmania. (c) Marie Trudinger, 2011.
But let there be spaces in your togetherness.
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
Love one another, but make not a bond of love.
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
(Kahlil Gibran)
Photo – Ghost Gum at Sunset. (c) Sam Gross , circa 1945.
I shall not cry Return! Return!
Nor weep my years away;
But just as long as sunsets burn,
And dawns make no delay,
I shall be lonesome – I shall miss
Your hand, your voice, your smile, your kiss.
Not often shall I speak your name,
For what would strangers care
That once a sudden tempest came
And swept my garden bare,
And then you passed, and in your place
Stood Silence with her lifted face.
Not always shall this parting be,
For though I travel slow,
I, too, may claim eternity
And find the way you go;
And so I do my task and wait
The opening of the outer gate.
Ellen M. H. Gates.
Photo. Remains of the Battle of Alsance, World War 1, on German / France border.
(c) Lee-Anne Kling 2014.