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Top Stories: Race Against Time; Elusive Parkrun; Painting Pandemonium
The Quandry; A Parade Of Shoes; Shadow of You; Her Majesty Mia
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The race against time. Top Story - February 2025.
A nostalgic wave hits me as I glance down at the book clutched tightly in my graspā¦ āA Wrinkle in Timeā. A kaleidoscope of colour swirls dizzily around meā¦ or am I spinning inside a massive paint pot of rainbow hues? Magenta mixes with turquoise and liquid gold. Each strand of coloured āthreadā unspoolingā¦ playfully looping around its neighbour, winding around me. The vertiginous sight is startling and exhilarating. Tingling āpins and needlesā prick my extremitiesā¦ fingers and toes twitch. Tinkling notes of a glockenspiel gently dance around meā¦ a joyous anthem, unknown but somehow familiar.
By Angie the Archivist ššŖ¶about a year ago in Fiction
Celebratingā¦ Coconut Cake!
āYou'll Always Find Me In The Kitchen At Partiesā is an outrageous lie! Whilst I liked the 1980ās quirky song by Jona Lewie ā and I love food ā I loathe cooking! Parties = People. When push comes to shove, I will always choose fraternising over food. You might find me in the kitchen at some parties, chatting as I roll up my sleeves to splash around in the sink. Iām never alone and definitely not hiding out in the kitchen! Abhorrent thought!
By Angie the Archivist ššŖ¶about a year ago in Feast
The point of roses
Flowers are a waste of time. You canāt eat themā¦ or so my dad vowed and declared most of his life. His bugle shaped Gramma Pumpkins grew crazily on his woodpile. Mum, the Culinary Queen added sultanas and nuts to transform them into tasty, sweet pies for our dessert bowls. For years, flowers were grown by Mumā¦ including vibrant nasturtiums (edible ābread and butterā flowers).
By Angie the Archivist ššŖ¶about a year ago in Photography
A Snowy Adventureā¦
Sunshine Coastā¦ here we come! Dreams of shimmering golden sands were set to become reality before the sun dipped below the azure horizon once more. Frothy white capped waves restlessly rolled back and forth... waiting to embrace me ever so soon. Memories of delectable fried rice and bubble tea tantalised us. Nothing could stop usā¦ weād be there in time for lunch.
By Angie the Archivist ššŖ¶about a year ago in Photography
The trioā¦ Reading, wRiting and Running!
I love New Yearās Resolutions! They amaze and inspire meā¦ Iām just not as fond of making and keeping any myself. Theyāre such hard work! Every time Iāve tried to meet them, I fail! I never make it beyond the first month, week or even day.
By Angie the Archivist ššŖ¶about a year ago in Motivation
