Wow, you could easily sell your house and travel for the rest of your life.
Kind of like me, I live in Los Vegas but we live in the southwest part of the city about 35 minutes with traffic from the strip where all the casinos are located. It's like a whole other planet. We go four times a year to see the botanical gardens at the Bellagio Hotel and that's it.
Vegas has been cooler the last several winters and had more rain than usual.
Hi, zLyn, thankyou. I’d forgotten I’d written this story until you took the tour to Coober Pedy. What a strange place. Thank you, I hope everyone enjoyed it there and at least found an Opal to take home.
Change occurs when we least it expect it. I know for me seeing the world again through my children's lives helped me grow as I'm sure it did you. Thank you for sharing your personal journey.
It's no different than my four children, politics are better not mentioned.
We had a nuclear power plant in Maine, the alarms would go off and it felt like death every time it happened. My first husband worked there quite often as a machinist and there were too many incidences where he had absorbed to much radiation and would have to wear special suits and walk for hours to sweat out the excess. Sometimes it would take over a week that he and co-workers were kept in isolation rooms until they were safe. Nuclear power plants come with more risks than they tell people.
The one in Maine had to be closed and sealed because of the reactor cracking. So many families in that area had cancer afterwards, it's terrifying what lies ahead.
Maybe Australia is luckier than we are here in the USA. Mining and exporting uranium is something, but the danger of it when put to use is another. As you said, "I’ve found it’s best to not get into political discussions with anyone." Imagine me with two sons who are the exact opposites of each other in every sense of the word. I always walk on eggshells.
“Groundhog found fog. New snows and blue toes. Fine and dandy for Valentine candy. Snow spittin'; if you're not mitten-smitten, you'll be frostbitten! By jing-y feels spring-y." ― The Old Farmer's Almanac
Try your hand at a rhyming poem about February. Have fun!
February the last month of summer
Down here in the antipodes
A summer, that really a bummer
Today is over forty degrees
February, a month full of lovin’
When flowers and chocolate are given
It’s a month that does my head in
And this is the rhymin’ I’m submittin’
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