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Yunderup

The lapping of the river is like a giant dog licking itself. A constant slurp. It is skinny milk café latte. Sometimes it shimmers. Sometimes it is smooth, muddy brown. Bottomless. When boys get atop canoes and kayaks it becomes … Continue reading

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The River House

  It is all about the water.   Seen from the house it captures your attention. Look at the river now. So smooth. Not like water at all. Some other kind of liquid…   At the bottom of the gently … Continue reading

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