“It is a damned poor mind indeed that can't think of at least two ways of spelling any word.”

Andrew Jackson

I must admit I don’t understand why spelling upsets so many people.  It’s so much fun to play with.  Was such a frustrating disability to deal with at school and at uni.   Sometimes I wonder how I did my Masters degree.  To think I am now a writer.

Am so thankful for my editors.  Though this blog and email is unedited.  Please bear with me, with my strange grammar, odd punctuation and weird phonetic spelling.  You might have noticed I transpose words regularly.  The auto correct also messes with me. Dyslexia still pops up occasionally for me.

Eventually, these rambling notes will be sorted through and edited into a book.  But for now, you get them straight from my phone. 

Enjoy. 

Korowal, (mt solitary) from Narrow Neck, Katoomba.  This morning snapped on my phone.  Beautiful crisp cold air.  Cold enough for gloves.  The start to another beautiful sunny day.  Feeling blessed about my life, my love and my work.  Photograph and text copyright © Len Metcalf 2019