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Project 365x33: #20

Back to daily posts tomorrow, promise!

#20

It’s not often that you have hot chocolate. Well, any hot drinks, really. Where’s the appeal in drinking something scalding in the summer? 11 more words

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Project 365x33: #19

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There’s something oddly enjoyable about wandering through rooms filled with plastic food and pristine china, beds made up and laced with gilded quilts. These restored castles provide such a doll-house feel; total immersion.

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Project 365x33: #18

#18

Evening walks are always the best, especially when there’s no one else around. She can chase pigeons, circle those walking her, bark loudly and freely. 8 more words

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Project 365x33: #17

Another late one! For both of us, this time. Also, apologies for the lack of “regular” posts recently. I hope to return to them soon. 37 more words

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“Indian giver.”

That word always made Grandmother shrink. She’d say not one syllable, just hide inside her own skin.

Once, I asked why.

“We Indians give until there’s nothing left to take back.” 71 more words

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Project 365x33: #16

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I’m worried about winter. Months where I’ll get up in the morning and sights like these will be long gone; the sky a blanket of wet and gloomy grey. No sun to catch.

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Project 365x33: #15

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Back again and the fruits are blushing, proud of their growth. A small intruder pokes his head up between the leaves, spreading his colour wide and towards the sun. The green is dazzling.

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