Upon entering the store something felt different. Perhaps the drone over the speakers was more nondescript than normal. Maybe the sterile sheen of floor tiles, impregnable and glowing without scuff or stain. She pressed past the automatic gates determined to…

The sun bears down as only it can, raising steam from the dew soaked road as it draws back shadow's curtain. The morning had swelled and ebbed with birds chorus before sheltering beneath arching boughs, flitting briefly to dip in…

Saturday morning cartoons boomed through the house. An anthem to a new weekend. Sleep crushed pajamas drooped loosely from the lazing bodies revelling in the vibrant flashes, dastardly voices and emboldening music of the Powerpuff Girls. As the ad break…

The wet snow dripped from the cuffs of a bright parka hanging beside the door. The shallow pools of water that collected beneath were slowly growing, a small sacrifice to guarantee the drying of generously padded clothing. Boots too, similarly…

The oven door dropped open. The sudden heat skimming across my glasses as my eyes blinked furiously back at the steamy prankster. Hands stuffed into their padded gloves padded away at the steam reaching to grab the molten tray of…

Steam lifted from the thermos carrying the welcome smell of coffee intermingling with the sparks of a freshly lit fire. The cold was unquestionable but as the sun draped itself across the foggy hills weaving between the giant stalks of…

It was as though a light snow had breathed down from the sky spinning and twirling in a slow dance. It was a flicker in time that felt impossibly everlasting. Watching the rainbow confetti pirouette to the floor…

I didn't…

The road hummed against the cards tires, a drone buried beneath the battle cry of driver and passenger. As Guy Sebastian cried out of the CD player, a souvenir collected from a servo amongst racks of sunglasses. Cows raised their…

Lofty music sailed with the breeze, settling between the picnic rugs and conversation. A wetness rose from beneath the grass to call in the night as bodies huddled close beneath shared blankets and wine. Cyclists skirted the edges of the…

The sound of spitting oil swept onto the green lanes where boisterous voices confidently swung their balls down nondescript lanes. Those same voices merrily snapped back at the playful ribbing of eyt another toss failing to reach its mark. The…

Sweat beaded on my glass as the sun skimmed across the water leaping with the gentle litle of its waves. Taking a sip of the bubbly citrus and gin I smiled as the light winked at me. At how the…

The cool metal held a chill that felt offensive in this incredible(1) heat. While the sun bore holds through the roof and sunk its molten tendrils under doorways, this tray remained non-plussed(2). I pressed it against my skin with the…

The day began wet, leaking down tiled roofs and meeting in puddles wherever the soil failed to direct it away. Days of rain threatened the porous pages of the books stacked upon my bedside table. In cool corners moisture gathered…

He tread through the unfamiliar garden, catching spots of moss soaking in the shadows of recently groomed plants. His body was tentative, dragging slightly behind each step, reluctant to greet the suited gentleman whose trouser hems were cut far too…

It was delightful to reminiscing on days of 4WD in Levuka, Queensland. I was in the children part of the group, whooping and cheering with all the enthusiasm of someone not actually doing the job yet reaping full benefits of…

Wine, travel, sailing, coasts, beaches, fishing. So many directions to go. I opted for the bustle of a port that services cruise ships. On reflection, it may have been nice to talk about a dock like that when it wasn't…

Today was so much easier to find focus. I instantly thought of a butterfly as a verb to describe how your eyes move across a garden when you're feeling peaceful. How it is like a photograph in slow motion that…

It felt a lot harder to focus my thoughts this morning. As I started to write my thoughts distracted me with different directions. If I were to go about this again, I would focus on this woman being the light…

Whenever I see Quarter I naturally think ‘Quarter Short’ so had to shove that aside and went for time - a quarter of an hour. It felt appropriate to consider waiting rooms or any space designated for waiting. I really…

My thoughts went straight to twigs cracking underfoot, like on the hunt. Naturally, I tried to find something else to focus on instead of going with that first instinct. It also means I can come back to this word another…

Ever place an order without cheese? Spring onion, maybe? Pickle. What you do you feel when you find that unwelcome guest in your mouth?

The salty brine jumped out at her, slipping from between the meat batty and bun. The…

There are some sounds that are so interrupting, that it's difficult to piece together thought. I could hear some water dribbling nearby which I focused on, but focused on it made it even more interrupting. It was delightful to write…

This was absolutely delightful. After focusing on the minutiae of things it was nice to go in the literal opposite direction with this one. I can't say I would be enthralled to enter this forest but I have had a…

The word ‘Curtain’ can go in any direction, bedroom curtain, hospital curtain, changing room curtain, curtaining yourself behind something, makeshift curtain (like getting changed after a swim at the beach). And that's not taking into account “curtaining” as a verb…