Eowyn picking gum leaves for Mummy's Australia presentation in Coco's class!
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My mother heart feels so
My mother heart feels so sad. Eowyn doesn't want to come. The hike is to Lake Serene, where she, Mum, Dad and I went in 2002.
BOTH our laptops are broken!
BOTH our laptops are broken! And Eowyn and i are off on a hike in the cascade mountains, autumn splendour extraordinaire!
My favourite song, October 2008
I love the lyrical poetry, the energetic bounce of the music, the mystery of the words, the wonder, the expression of loss and grief and disappointment and hope! Enjoy!!! Love, MAJA xoxo
HAPPY FIRST BIRTHDAY WRITING GROUP!
Karen, Monica, Maryam and I have been meeting for a year! I am so very thankful for my writing group. We're meeting at my place this afternoon (and I've not written anything yet...) - it's a cosy, foggy fall day, the fire burning, the girls' pumpkins sat atop the stoop (we don't actually have a stoop, it just worked nicely in that particular sentence...) awaiting carving, the straw witch who lost her cat dangling on the door... A toast to our writing group! Here's to many years more! And, in honour of our year anniversary, here is the first story I worked on in the group (copyright Megan Ann Jones Ady, October 2008!!) LIPSTICK MOON By Megan Ann Jones Ady She stretched her fingers beneath her underpants to the niche where firm, dry skin turned into the soft moisture of the inside edges of her body. The light brown blood on her finger tips glistened momentarily in the moonlight. It felt warm and thin. She smeared some over her bronzed tummy, entranc...
The Story of Benjamin and Megan (We both have to write statements for Bens' Australian residency application - kind of like 'Greencard'!!)
On Sunday February 21st 1999, my close friend Josephine and I were relaxing in the library of LOGOS II, the ship we had travelled to Argentina to live and work on. We were chatting, wondering what kind of menfolk we would meet. A friendly chap popped his head in the door, introduced himself, and showed us around the library. He was wearing an oily boiler suit, and had a fabulous smile. He told us his name was Benjamin Ady, showed us how to check books out and was most welcoming. After he left, Josephine and I smiled at each other and decided we thought LOGOS II menfolk were OK! Somehow I was convinced to do a team intensive training program, which amongst other things involved working out on the quayside at five in the morning, then going for a run together, every day for six weeks. Not being a morning person, I was wishing I’d never signed up. Benjamin sent me an email mocking our early exercising, which amused me so much I stuck it up on my office wall on board the ship. He seeme...
