Katie Hooper
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Full time home schooling Mother and avocado farmer. Those spare few seconds in each day I devote to art, craft, creating uplifting events and my first true love - writing.
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Guacamole
He roared with frustration as he scratched and scabbed at his beard. The magpie just looked at him balefully – used to such frequent outbursts. ‘Bloody, freaken heck’ he screamed. Knowing that hardly a soul resided nearby who could hear him. Who would even care anyway? After all those countless years of prepping, so sure of himself that disaster of one type or another was impending, did he ever stop to think about the pain, agony, and daily frustration of facial hair left to grow unkempt? No. And now not a razor could be found within walking distance on his corner of the face of the planet. He was shaggy, itchy, lonely, and hungry. ‘What a life’ he grumbled.
By Katie Hooper5 years ago in Feast
Slowly Fading. Abundance
The animals tip toed and fluttered around in awe. Those of the finned variety floated with gaping mouths, the others were still, just feeling the peace. Could it be real? Their home? As the tall Kauri bowed down to welcome them, and the stands of fragrant Manuka waved gaily at them, the animals knew it was true. They’d been gifted paradise. A place with no predators. A place where everyone could be who they were destined to be without fear of persecution. Where the trees could grow tall, the bushes thick, and the flowers blossom in untouched abandonment. Utopia.
By Katie Hooper5 years ago in Humans
