This is my response to the Ragtag Daily Prompt — Spiral.
Regards
Tracy
On My Walk
Praying for the End of Time
This is my response to the Ragtag Daily Prompt of 24 July 2018 — Reflection. Read more
Pool Party
This is my response to the Ragtag Daily Prompt of Saturday, 21 July 2018 — Duck.
I’m very sad to say that for most of my children’s lives, we had neither the money, time or energy to go on holiday together. Certainly, my husband and I rarely had holidays together as we took turns to take time off work to look after the children during the school holidays. The lack of family holidays is one of my biggest regrets in life. A few years ago, my husband and the boys went on a road trip around Victoria (Australia). I stayed home (with flu), and sent my little ducklings off with their dad on a great adventure. Read more
Welcome Visitors
Born To Be Alive
This is my response to the Ragtag Daily Prompt — Groove.
As some of you may know, I am a delicate, sensitive flower. I blame it on the boogie. So I want to raise an issue that is dear to my heart, even though this may be an issue mostly in my own head. But it feels real enough. First some background… Read more
Xanadu
This is my response to the Ragtag Daily Prompt of 11 July 2018 — Dappled.
Immerse yourself in the sun and shade. Paradise or paradise lost? Read more
Look But Don’t Touch
This is my response to the Ragtag Daily Prompt of 10 July 2018 — Dart.
The short-beaked echidna must be one of the cutest animals you are ever likely to encounter if you visit Australia.
Come On Over
This is my response to the Ragtag Daily Prompt of 6 July 2018 — Hospitable.
On my last visit to the National Folk Festival, (Canberra), I met Grey. He owns this pad which is his home away from home when he travels to festivals. He leaves his “campervan” unlocked so anyone can check it out as they wander past. Read more
A New World
This is my response to the Ragtag Daily Prompt of 4 July 2018 — Resurrect.
It seems to me that without music we have nothing; we are nothing. For many of us, it is central to our cultural identity and our personal identity. Read more
Serried Books All In A Row
This is my response to the Ragtag Daily Prompt of 4 July 2018 — Serried.
I am feeling a bit flat, perhaps because it is mid-Winter, and I have a tendency to feel flat at this time of year. In Winter, everything becomes smaller and meaner, at least I perceive it to be so. Or perhaps this is just the reality of these troubled times. Words, ideas and causes are jostling for attention. Usually when I feel this way, I find escape in my art (mosaics), but it is too cold at the moment for this form of escapism. So I need another form of escapism.
I’m just a poor girl
Need an escape from reality
Open my eyes
Pick up a book and read.
Reflections of An Untidy Mind 