Connection
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Facing Joy
There’s nothing like the open space of an Australian country highway. Hundreds of kilometers of bitumen that link one town to the next. This particular section was straight and flat and surrounded by dry fields, yet little splashes of color caught my eye as our car hurtled past them. More came towards us…. and then disappeared again as we sailed past. The heads of the little yellow flowers bobbed in the wind, and something about them attracted my attention. “I’d love a photo of those little flowers.” I said to Stew. “Just tell me where to stop.” “I don’t think we can.” This stretch of highway had a tiny gravel…
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Targeting the Truth
I pulled back on the bow, sighted the target annnnd… released. Nup. Katniss Everdeen I am NOT. I’m a fairly co-ordinated person and usually pick up most sport techniques quickly. But today wasn’t proving to be one of those moments. We were camping with our family in the rainforest, and as part of the weekend’s activities, we’d decided a spot of archery would keep all 17 of us entertained. Being a shared campsite activity, we lined up under the guidance of our ranger and took turns with our ‘well loved’ arrows, blasting them toward the cork target positioned on an easel just a short distance away. The distance was for…
