Titirangi Storyteller

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It's here - the long anticipated end of the world year. While I am concerned for our ever increasing numbers of sheer nutters, I'm sure it's not the end of the world. If it was - I'd say it's been a damned great ride. Since it's not - it's a damned great ride!

Where's my palamino?

Titirangi Storyteller

These days it's all about the Photopo, but I also write fiction. You can find some of my short stories here.

One photo every day (well, almost every day) taken to a different dimension, funny, poignant, sad, hopefully clever... Observations about living in this world and pondering the possibilities of others. To view the archive, click here.

If I were an island, I should lay in wait until a kind bird came and sat upon me to keep me company. And if a shipwrecked sailor drifted upon my shore I would be in heaven.

Do you feel like an island? Or like a sailor? Maybe it depends on the day or the time of day or the island or the sailor. I'd rather be a bird. Would I rather sit on the island? Or on the sailor sitting on the island? And what of the water? Surely the water would want to have a say in all of this. The water would probably insist.

Appease the water, bird, island and sailor, dazzle it with trinkets and pretty words.