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The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son)

Tuesday 1st December

We start the day by taking your brother’s girlfriend’s dog for a walk. It is a super friendly American bull terrier called Danko; so very strong and full of energy.

Late morning, and we pick up Ana’s father, and drive to Elvas in Portugal for lunch. As we enter the city we pass a marvellous four-tier aqueduct, 130 feet tall, that stretches for almost four miles.

We have a traditional Portuguese spread for lunch. Beginning with breads, olives, cheese, tuna paté and linguica, this is swiftly followed by bacalhau, a dish of salt cod, scrambled eggs and fried potato matchsticks. When all the plates are cleared, platters of churrasquiera, hot and spicy chicken are presented to us. The peri-peri hot oil makes one’s mouth tingle with the heat of chillies.
We complete the meal with a huge plate of the most wonderful mouth-watering desserts. Sericaia topped with…

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Just for fun!

World of Horror

Hello ladies and gentlemen!

Today I’ve decided to do something interesting!

Each of you can ask just one question whether it’s private or not & I’ll answer all of them honestly.

Now I’m ready to answer your questions.

Amir.H.Ghazi

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Writing 101, Day 8, Reinvent the Letter Format

Ann's Corner

A Letter To My Mind

Hello Mind…

It’s been a while. How are you?

I’ve missed you….missed our good times together. I feel like you’ve been gone a long time, just like you often are, especially when I least expect it. Poof! Your gone!

What am I supposed to do then, I wonder? It’s hard to get along without you, you know. I depend on you. You keep me together, keep me on track, remind me of things I am supposed to be doing, places I am supposed to go. Without you, I miss out on my activities. Without you, I forget to get my assignments done. Without you, it’s just a lonely space in my head…..

HELP!!!!!!

Where are you, my friend? I hope you plan on returning. Your absences concern me. I had hoped you might miss me as much as I miss you. I don’t want to…

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Ann’s Corner

Ann's Corner

I was just at another blog, trying to describe my own blog for a post there, and suddenly I remembered how I thought of the name, Ann’s Corner. I’ve used this title for several different spaces over the years, hoping to provide a “sanctuary” or safe place, to bring some light into some dark corners of life and I almost forgot where the idea originally came from. I was reminded today that it was inspired by an old hymn called “Brighten the Corner Where You Are”.

Here is a link to the song sung by Burl Ives:

http://youtu.be/v3oO50bnlqk

Brighten the Corner Where You Are

Do not wait until some deed of greatness you may do,

Do not wait to shed your light afar;

To the many duties ever near you now be true,

Brighten the corner where you are.

1. • Refrain:
     Brighten the corner where you are!
     Brighten the corner where…

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Surprise!

Ann's Corner

A Challenge from over at Christian Writers website.

Three randomly selected words are to make a short story. The story can be as short as one hundred words or as long as 500 words.

Words given: ice cream, snow, towel.

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Surprise!

A sudden craving for ice cream overcame me. I headed to the freezer. My favourite dessert. Couldn’t wait. Rummaged everywhere. Disappointment!

Wouldn’t you know it! Out of it! Oh no! Of all things! Just when I wanted it so badly!

I decided to head to the local store, just a short walk away. Got outside and then I saw it! Surprise! SNOW!!!!!! Oh my!

A white blanket, falling everywhere, including on ill prepared me! Brrrrrr! But magical! Awesome!

Having procured the sought after tub of ice cream, I headed home again through this white wilderness, snowflakes dotting my hair and my face, enjoying the crunch of the…

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Christmas Day in Lapland (Christmas History 5)

Windows into History

A photo from my own holiday in Lapland in 2013.

In Journal 7 we looked at A Journey to Central Africa by the frankly magnificent author Bayard Taylor.  For the fifth Christmas History, I am returning to the same author, but a later work, Travels in Greece and Russia, published in 1859.  This man certainly knew how to live his life, and spent one Christmas Day in Lapland, travelling 40 miles across the snowy landscape.  The following quote is a bit longer than I would normally include, but Taylor’s writing is so beautifully descriptive that I am sure you will enjoy his wonderful account of how he spent his Christmas Day.

We arose betimes on Christmas morn, but the grim and deliberate landlady detained us an hour in preparing our coffee. I was in the yard about five minutes, wearing only my cloth overcoat and no gloves, and found…

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A Sunday Laugh

Windmills of My Mind

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