She stood by her front door, and as dead birds rained down around, called to her husband
“i think we are in trouble”
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And now, as the devastation continues to unfold those left behind begin to try and understand, to make sense, to help, to heal slowly slowly.
Today everyone walks in a dream… gradually waking and wandering and wondering.
all i can do now is pray.
(i am here)
This wonderful…thank you for sharing…
mandy……..so, so heartachingly beautiful. i admit to filling up with tears when i read your post – how many women actually said this to their men as the fires came upon them? it all seems so surreal way over here in the west but for you guys it must be like existing in some sort of nightmare. my love, my support is with you. xxxxx
heavy sigh. all of you downunder have been in my thoughts/prayers.
i am glad you are still creating art often and sharing it here.
sending love & hope xo
Thanks Mandy for your kind thoughts, we are still Ok and hope it stays that way. It’s something Victorians will never forget.
Oooh, Mandy. I hope you are staying safe.
The fires aren’t on the news so much today, so I’m wondering if it has slowed down some. I am hoping.
Mandy this is cool, thanks for all your kind comments on my blog xx