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This piece of the pavement along one of the many streets where the dog, Sam, and I take our walk has an interesting texture created by the pebbles that are, I guess, intended to add a non-slip aspect.
     Sometimes when walking the foibles of the humans can create moments of interest. On this occasion it was a motorist’s snap decision to cut in front of a car. In that instant their impatient and foolhardy action had the potential for a smash as they couldn’t see what that waiting car could - the line of oncoming traffic. What a good thing those oncoming drivers were alert and had excellent reflexes. 
     I shook my head and walked on muttering about ‘blithering idiots’ to Sam who just looked hopeful that I was offering him a nice tasty treat. After all he didn’t bark at that pesky Staffy on the other side of the street staring at him when he didn’t want to be looked at. 
     No treat on offer, so we continue on our way.

This piece of the pavement along one of the many streets where the dog, Sam, and I take our walk has an interesting texture created by the pebbles that are, I guess, intended to add a non-slip aspect.
Sometimes when walking the foibles of the humans can create moments of interest. On this occasion it was a motorist’s snap decision to cut in front of a car. In that instant their impatient and foolhardy action had the potential for a smash as they couldn’t see what that waiting car could - the line of oncoming traffic. What a good thing those oncoming drivers were alert and had excellent reflexes.
I shook my head and walked on muttering about ‘blithering idiots’ to Sam who just looked hopeful that I was offering him a nice tasty treat. After all he didn’t bark at that pesky Staffy on the other side of the street staring at him when he didn’t want to be looked at.
No treat on offer, so we continue on our way.

Filed under pounding the pavement writing photography writers on tumblr photographers on tumblr Kay Hart

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Officially it’s autumn, but seems to think it’s still summer here in Melbourne.
These leaves, scorched in the week of 44C heatwave could, just could, be autumn couldn’t they?

Haven’t really got much to post about as I’ve been reading, reading and reading. Got rather hooked on the works of Peter Goldsworthy. How did this come to be? I’m writing a review of his novel Wish and suddenly had the urge to re-read his collection of short stories in Gravel. I don’t own it, so a trip to the library and home again with Three Dog Night and Everything I knew as well as Gravel in my handy shopper bag. I just couldn’t stop reading - one book after the other. When I was finished all of them my brain just wouldn’t co-operate with any writing at all. It was so full of thoughts. Goldsworthy is quite a storyteller, and they have an edge to them too. Now I have to really get cracking and write that review, but just wanted to check in with the dashboard to see what’s new among those I follow, and put out a few thoughts.
Happy March to you all. Welcome new followers. Thanks one and all for the likes and the reblogs and may I say how much I enjoy your posts.

Officially it’s autumn, but seems to think it’s still summer here in Melbourne.
These leaves, scorched in the week of 44C heatwave could, just could, be autumn couldn’t they?

Haven’t really got much to post about as I’ve been reading, reading and reading. Got rather hooked on the works of Peter Goldsworthy. How did this come to be? I’m writing a review of his novel Wish and suddenly had the urge to re-read his collection of short stories in Gravel. I don’t own it, so a trip to the library and home again with Three Dog Night and Everything I knew as well as Gravel in my handy shopper bag. I just couldn’t stop reading - one book after the other. When I was finished all of them my brain just wouldn’t co-operate with any writing at all. It was so full of thoughts. Goldsworthy is quite a storyteller, and they have an edge to them too. Now I have to really get cracking and write that review, but just wanted to check in with the dashboard to see what’s new among those I follow, and put out a few thoughts.
Happy March to you all. Welcome new followers. Thanks one and all for the likes and the reblogs and may I say how much I enjoy your posts.

Filed under thanks books Kay Hart