“Oh, didn’t you know? Bob was killed. Every night when I get home from work I get out two beers. One for me and one for Bob. I drink mine and then I let Bob know I’ll drink his for him too.”
All tagged Death
dying colourfully
A deciduous tree in autumn is at a distance, a true beauty. A kaleidoscope of perfectly harmonised colours. It’s as though the tree is throwing a party, and every leaf is invited. And it’s a really good party. You can tell. But look a bit closer and death is evident.
i flat out lied to my kids again
Little Nothing Moments #5: I flat out lied to my kids again today. When I picked them up from school this afternoon the first thing they said was how excited they were to get home and see the chickens. Oh fuck, I thought. I haven't told them yet that four of the little fuzz babies drowned.
Life, Death & Stories: The Wisdom of our Elders
There is vast wisdom that can't be found in books and universities. It comes instead from doing the time. And the only ones who have it are our elders, who've walked the path ahead. And when we can slow down enough to listen, and drop our obsession with youth, they'll tell us stories. Here's one from my neighbour Ken...
Today You Would Have Been 90
As hard as it is for me to admit it, you made a great choice not sticking around for your 90th. There would have been lap blankets for sure, and people writing you off as an old person which you never were.
Today I’m Thinking About Death
A poem about life and death and time and things...
The Story Continues...
Here is part II of The Most Wanted Child in the Wimmera...