A tunneling escape

As I dip down I feel like i'm being wrapped up in a chicken salad wrap. The spraying sea salt sticks to his face then crawls and falls back into the water. I see  the shredding black ripping into the crystallized blue then a bleached white. I feel like i'm ice skating gliding across the smooth  surface. I taste the sea salt spray while  the  hand of the wave scoops around me as i try to find an escape. I smell the freshness like a pair of brand new clothes. I hear the sound of the wave rumbling behind me and in front me I see the escape from the wave. 

Anzac letter

Hi mum , dad and troy


Guess what ? for once i'm missing home and all of my chores.I guess its just all those fires you made to warm me up when i was out late on the farm. Sometimes i didn't care and walked away i really need one of those now. The hot cooked preped dinners of roast steak and stew we get none of that now.I have seen many things so things so far so many bombs have been fired . I't like walking a beach walking over shells hearing the little crunch's as you step along. There is death under my boots life is crumbling like the men we lost. I watch the night come the pale darkness takes over the vibarent day. At night I hide with fare in the  trenches ashamed of how scared I am.


                                      by rowena red by you boom boom bang

Digital Mihi

Creating a digital mihi creating a connection. (vpld) from Catriona Pene

easter ideas

I have uploaded this video for easter that is coming up soon. If you would like to try this for your family then watch and learn.

Solider boy

The sky is white with surroundings.  The  dry cracked ledges only hold dead trees.The trees have no more live in them for they get no water just blood. The sun hides behind the hills with fear of night, as I look over and pray for light. I peer at the distance below as men with guns have fired. Today is a day were I remember my sins and not to forget those family times, this is serious its not time to laugh and joke around with my son. Its not time to tickle my baby girl and its not time to cook dinner for my wife. But to be honest its actually time to say goodbye.

Hi I have an idea for Valetines day that we can try maybe?