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Showing posts with label The Wind in the Willows. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Wind in the Willows. Show all posts
Friday, 13 October 2017

The Wastage of the Willows – Branch II; Leaf V

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Lone pilgrim… Unlike most of the local creatures – who never ventured far from where they were born, throughout their lives – the Badger (...
Wednesday, 1 June 2016

And still the light grew and grew…

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At the long day’s (and my short dawdle’s) inception – as I gingerly secured the front door: hat on head; walking stick in hand… – the e...
Friday, 6 February 2015

The Wastage of the Willows – Branch II; Leaf IV

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A hard rain’s a-gonna fall… Mister Mole’s bacon and marmalade toasted sandwiches 1. Two thick slices of your favourite bread 2. A...
Sunday, 28 December 2014

The Wastage of the Willows – Branch II; Leaf III

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New morning… It was very late the next morning when the Mole awoke – startled to find himself actually in bed for once! The seduction o...
Wednesday, 3 December 2014

The Wastage of the Willows – Branch II; Leaf II

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Walk out in the rain… And one young mouse was so much braver than the rest; although only just as wise. However, what drove him to such...
Thursday, 20 November 2014

Only sensible in the duller parts…

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In October, last year – exactly (and coincidentally) thirteen months ago – I wrote what I hoped was an encouraging email to fellow memb...
Saturday, 1 November 2014

The Wastage of the Willows – Branch II; Leaf I

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Let’s keep it between us… There was a reason for Badger’s books staying safe and secure on the tall study shelves, as well as dus...
Tuesday, 14 October 2014

The Wastage of the Willows – Branch I; Leaf IX

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Revised from The Wide World arrives... – 13 May 2014 When the night comes falling from the sky… It was a cold, spring day, and the...
Wednesday, 1 October 2014

The Wastage of the Willows – Branch I; Leaf VIII

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He was a friend of mine… The Mole was getting nowhere. Literally and figuratively. He was completely and truly stuck. More stuck than r...
Sunday, 14 September 2014

The Wastage of the Willows – Branch I; Leaf VII

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Shelter from the storm… The trek back to the Wild Wood, and home, seemed much longer than usual: a growing metaphysical burden adding t...
Monday, 11 August 2014

The Wastage of the Willows – Branch I; Leaf VI

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Cold irons bound… That change had arrived; and looked set to stay. Where the Mole stood, shaking, was once the meadow where he had live...
Friday, 11 July 2014

The Wastage of the Willows – Branch I; Leaf V

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Not dark yet… When the Badger called all the inhabitants of the river bank together, for the first time, under the ancient small-leaved...
Sunday, 29 June 2014

The Wastage of the Willows – Branch I; Leaf IV

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Gotta travel on… Removing his eyeglasses momentarily, and taking out the Badger’s old, almost transparent, red cotton handkerchief to w...
Thursday, 19 June 2014

The Wastage of the Willows – Branch I; Leaf III

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Where teardrops fall… Knowing he would not, COULD not get back to sleep – that now-distant land of physical and mental comfort: where, ...
Wednesday, 11 June 2014

The Wastage of the Willows – Branch I; Leaf II

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Never gonna be the same again… The Badger had died content with the small world he had made for himself – his close band of chums; his ...
Wednesday, 4 June 2014

The Wastage of the Willows – Branch I; Leaf I

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Blowin’ in the wind… The Mole was old. And alone. All his pals were dead or long gone: the last being the Badger, who slept forev...
Tuesday, 13 May 2014

The Wide World arrives...

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The following story is fictional and does not depict any actual person or event. – Law and Order: Special Victims Unit It was a cold,...