Awed, she swallows			   Hand luggage, boarding pass
  cranes her neck up,up,up	         Waiting  … head pounding and
   He turns red eyes aglow	       she grimaces as
    Smoke billowing forth, then a    the engine emits a
                            DEEP LOW GROWL

Wings outspread, sinuous neck               Muted sigh of impatience	
 Scales glisten, long studded tail	 Feet tapping,so near,so far
   He’s sooo huge, he’s immense	       finally, they reach door
             Up here, you can see    it seems like it’s taken

Ok, calm down, deep breathe		           Passports … tickets
     Fasten the cape, feet in		          Stow the luggage 
         stirrups … googles down       Adjust seatbelt, same old
              Grab the reins … now   safety announcement then

Sweep of wings					 Wheels up, flaps down
   Lifting higher, higher		       Draw a deep breathe to 
     They soar above the trees               encourage ears to pop,
	She leans low, stares into    Relief, finally, now only …
                           ENDLESS BLUE SKIES

Attack, attack				   Turbulence, fasten seatbelt 
 they’re coming from all sides		  Breathing is erratic, knots
        Sway, duck, spin, weave,       forming in her stomach, quick
          Fireballs from the left    Airbag at the ready, as they
                             DIVE … DIVE

Evasive action, heart   		     Quick glance at her watch	
 races, they’re falling 		  as they begin the descent
	  Going down, down,	       Wheels lowering
            a lurch, a bump and     wings dip, then

That was awesome			   She’s smiling,half her luck
  She glances back			  a born traveler. Perhaps
   Meets the dragons eyes, winks	that might be her one day
      Next time a unicorn or don’t   she chuckles … perhaps when
                               PIGS FLY




Twenty Four by Deb Whittam

Look everyone – Kate from Calmkate blogged about me.

Thanks Kate

Meet the Bloggers

Please give a brief personal background and talk about your hobbies/interests?
So a brief personal background – well on the surface my life has been pretty ordinary really – worked most of my life as an accountant, been with my partner for 27 years and have two children.  I guess what makes my life more interesting is that I was born with a very vivid imagination – so what was simple I complicate and to make it really spectacular my son was born to get into trouble.

Anyway my hobbies have varied over time – I like to read, write, do puzzles and cook cakes.  (Only cakes I’m hopeless at all the rest) but when my doctor told me I had to lose weight exercise became the priority and it is something I still undertake for a couple of hours each day.

When, where and why did you…

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Incredible Blogger Marathon Challenge

Hi All,

I am consolidating some blogs as I need to free up some space and since I have now completed this challenge and earned my badge I thought I would put it all into one loooong blog.

Feel free to read interested – the link for this challenge is at the end if you are interested in having a go.  I found it a lot of fun

If you are interested in anything I have archived please visit my companion blog

Twenty Four Archives

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WPC – story

There is a story behind every adopted dog and I thought I would share ours.  All three of the dogs featured were adopted from the Moorook Animal Shelter – they are a no destroy shelter and do a wonderful job of finding furever homes.


We adopted Pippa in 2010 and unfortunantly her life hadn’t been pretty.  She was part of three dogs thrown from the back of a ute outside of Moorook.  The owner of Moorook spent two weeks trying to coax them from a drain pipe which led into the Murray River and she was at Moorook for 18 months before we adopted her.

I like to believe that she has forgotten the incident but she still reacts badly to white utes and large men … so


This is Beau and many of you would know that he passed away last year.  We adopted him three months after Pippa and he had been a long term resident – spending two years looking for his furever home.  He was taken to Moorook because he grew to large for his prior family – causing distress for their autistic child.

A very sweet hearted dog he never got over his fear of abandonment and whenever we took him out would panic when we left the car.


We adopted Missy last year after Beau passed because we were looking for company for Pippa who took Beau’s passing very badly.

Missy had been one of three dogs and when her owner’s were advised that they could only have two dogs at their new property they decided the old dog was the best to rehouse.  They kept the puppies.

She is a bit of a larrikin but absolutely terrified of loud noise and the dark.

I like to think that each of our dogs knows that we would never leave them but sometimes when I look in their eyes I still see the fear.

Bit sad really.


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