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The Shrinky Family Continue on the Road to the Edge of the Earth.

Chapter 5

The Shrinky Family’s epic journey to the edge of the earth continues, as they pressed onward, they encountered a curious spectacle – a group of ducks that only walked backward. These whimsical creatures greeted the Shrinky Family with waddles and quacks, creating a comical dance as they moved in reverse.

Further along the road, the family encountered another unique character – Isley the water dragon. Contrary to what one might expect from a dragon, Isley didn’t breathe fire; instead, she could spray water with remarkable precision. She introduced her two daughters, Footsie and Toesie, who were baby dragons that also had the ability to spray water.

The Shrinky Family, always open to making new friends, found common ground with Isley. They discovered that she, too, spoke in the enigmatic gobbledygook language, much like the little man they had met earlier. With Moe leading the way in communication, the two families exchanged stories and laughter.

As they continued their journey closer to the edge of the earth, the road began to narrow, and the terrain grew more treacherous. It was during this precarious stretch that an unexpected mishap occurred – Daddy Shrinky lost his footing and tumbled down a steep cliff.

Fear gripped the hearts of the Shrinky Family as they watched their beloved father disappear over the edge. Mrs. Shrinky’s voice quivered with anxiety as she called out to Moe, “Moe, where are you going?”

With determination in his eyes, Moe replied, “I’m going to save Daddy.” Without hesitation, Eeny and Meeny followed their courageous sibling.

Desperation and hope mingled in Mrs. Shrinky’s voice as she pleaded, “Children, please come back!” But Miny, the thoughtful one, stayed behind to comfort and support her worried mother.

Moe, Eeny, and Meeny followed the peculiar ducks down the cliff, mirroring the ducks’ backward walk. It was a peculiar sight, a mix of determination and humor, as they moved steadily toward the unknown depths.

Word of Mr. Shrinky’s accident spread like wildfire along the road, carried by the singing roses and tulips. Their melodious voices echoed for miles, seeking help and encouragement from any who could lend a hand.

The Shrinky Family’s journey had taken an unexpected turn, plunging them into uncertainty and danger. But the bonds of family and the friendships they had forged along the way would prove to be their greatest strength as they faced the challenges of the road to the edge of the earth.

To be continued…

The Shrinky Family on the Road to the Edge of the Earth

Chapter 4.

The Shrinky Family embarked on their grand journey, the excitement buzzing in the air like a harmonious melody. With the edge of the earth as their destination, they marched forward, fueled by a mix of exhilaration and uncertainty. The road ahead was paved with intrigue, a path untraveled and brimming with enigmatic possibilities.

Mr. Shrinky led the caravan, a seasoned traveler with a long walking stick in hand and a backpack snugly fastened to his back. Behind him, Mrs. Shrinky played the role of guide, her reassuring presence a source of comfort for the three eager children and their loyal animal companions.

As the journey unfolded, each step etched stories of anticipation and wonder into the road. The Shrinky Family carried with them the weight of both excitement and anxiety, unsure of what awaited them but ready to embrace the thrill of the unknown.

The landscape morphed around them, a mesmerizing tapestry of hills, valleys, and wide-open spaces. Alongside the road, curious flora and peculiar creatures piqued their interest, painting a surreal tableau of colors and forms.

One day, while the sun painted the sky with hues of gold, they came upon a sight both perplexing and intriguing – a diminutive man, barely reaching 20 inches in height, strolling confidently while leading an enormous cat. The family exchanged glances, their curiosity piqued by this unusual encounter.

With a warm smile, they halted their journey and struck up a conversation with the little man and his feline companion. Through a language barrier that separated them, they endeavored to learn about the road ahead and the origin of this peculiar duo.

Introductions were exchanged, and it became apparent that the little man spoke a language foreign to the Shrinky Family. Their exchange was punctuated by chuckles and puzzled expressions, a dance of communication across linguistic boundaries. Then came the unexpected – Meny, one of the Shrinky children, began conversing effortlessly in the same language as the little man. The family stared, astonished by this newfound ability.

“Dad, it’s called gobbledygook,” Meny explained. “I’ve always known it and can speak it fluently. Ene and Miny can too.” Mr. Shrinky looked amazed and baffled. “Can you understand what the little man is saying?” he asked.

The little man burst into laughter, switching to gobbledygook, a language that flowed effortlessly between him and the three children. To their astonishment, even the massive pussy cat joined the conversation, its deep and resonant voice adding to the enchantment.

Through gobbledygook, the little man warned them of forthcoming dangers and urged caution. He shared tales of the road, of wonders and challenges that lay ahead. With gratitude and newfound knowledge, the Shrinky Family bid farewell to their unexpected friends, continuing their journey with hearts full of wonder and the wisdom of the road.

As the road stretched onward, the Shrinky Family’s bond grew stronger, their steps resonating with the rhythm of adventure. The edge of the earth was their destination, but the experiences etched into the journey itself were the true treasures they sought.

To be continued…….

Journey to the Edge of the Earth

Chapter 3:

The Shrinky family found themselves at the precipice of a new adventure, a holiday that promised to take them to a place as remarkable as it was mysterious – the edge of the earth. With enthusiasm bubbling over, the children dashed around the house, their joyful chorus of “We’re going on holidays!” echoing through the rooms. Even Gallop, Yew, and Hoppy couldn’t help but be swept up in the infectious excitement, their eyes twinkling as they watched the commotion.

Curiosity got the best of Gallop as he called out to Eeny, Meeny, and Miny, “What’s all the ruckus about?” The three children skidded to a halt, their faces lighting up like lanterns. “We’re going on holidays to the edge of the earth,” they exclaimed. Yew chimed in, “Are we all going too?” The abrupt silence that followed was as telling as a full-blown conversation. The children exchanged puzzled glances and then turned to their parents to seek clarity.

Bounding back into the house, they bombarded Mr. and Mrs. Shrinkee with a crucial question: “Are we taking Gallop, Yew, and Hoppy with us on holidays?” The parents shared amused looks before confirming that, indeed, their trusty animal companions would be joining them on this extraordinary journey.

With Mr. and Mrs. Shrinky steering the way, the family launched into full-fledged planning mode. Their destination might be uncertain, but their determination to embark on this adventure was unshakable. Discussions filled with optimism and a dash of bewildered excitement played out in the Shrinky home.

The packing list became a blend of practicality and speculation, as they prepared for a gamut of weather conditions – from sudden storms to blazing suns and frosty winds. It was as if they were packing for a multitude of journeys, each path equally likely as the next.

Safety emerged as a central concern, particularly as the journey’s path was largely unknown. Imaginative discussions on potential encounters with peculiar creatures sparked the family’s collective imagination. Ideas for defense, communication, and creature interaction were tossed around, with even Gallop, Yew, and Hoppy lending their insights in their own unique ways.

As bags were filled with essentials, and plans were outlined with both precision and whimsy, the Shrinkee family found themselves on the brink of something extraordinary. The edge of the earth awaited, promising an adventure that would be as surprising as it was unforgettable.

To be continued…

Shrinky’s Family Story – The Battle for Harmony

Chapter 2:

As news of the Biggy family’s sinister plan reached the Shrinky family, a sense of urgency swept over them. They knew they had to protect the precious Harmony Tree from falling into the wrong hands. Eney, Meeny, Miny, and Moe gathered around the kitchen table, formulating their strategy.

“We can’t let the Biggy family succeed in their wicked intentions,” Eney declared firmly. “We must act swiftly and smartly to defend the Harmony Tree.”

Meeny nodded in agreement. “We can start by setting traps along the path leading to the middle of nowhere. It will slow them down and give us more time to devise a plan.”

Miny chimed in, “And what about the special weapon we’ve been working on? The one that can turn bad behavior into good?”

“That could be our trump card,” Moe said excitedly. “We can use it strategically to counteract the Biggy family’s poison, should they attempt to destroy the Harmony Tree.”

The family worked tirelessly through the night, crafting traps with the help of their animal friends. Gallop the horse and Yew the sheep were skilled at setting up barriers and camouflage. Hoppy the rabbit contributed by finding secret hiding spots where the traps could be concealed.

Meanwhile, the Biggy family was drawing nearer to the middle of nowhere, their greed fueling their determination to steal the Harmony Tree. Mr. Farty, Mrs. Smelly, Wee-Wee, Stinky, and Pew reveled in their wicked plans, oblivious to the impending resistance they would encounter.

As dawn broke, the Shrinkee family stood prepared at the entrance to their domain. The Harmony Tree stood tall and radiant, emanating a gentle glow that filled the surroundings with warmth and love. The Shrinky’s were determined to defend it at all costs.

Just as the Biggy family entered the outskirts of the middle of nowhere, they triggered the first trap. An avalanche of logs and rocks tumbled down the hills, blocking their path. Stinky grumbled, and Pew complained, but they pressed on.

The Shrinky family observed from a distance, waiting for the right moment to employ their secret weapon. As the Biggy family approached the Harmony Tree, Mr. Fart took out the vial of poison. But just before he could unleash its malevolence, Meny quickly sprang into action.

Using a slingshot, Meeny launched the special weapon towards the Biggy family. It burst into a dazzling array of sparkling dust, enveloping them in a magical haze. To the Shrinkys’ amazement, the Biggy family seemed to undergo a transformation.

Wee-Wee’s face lit up with a smile, Stinky’s scowl softened, and even Mr. Fart seemed to hesitate. The power of the Harmony Tree’s magic was starting to work its charm. The Biggy family began to feel a change in their hearts, an urge to do good instead of evil.

As the transformation continued, the Biggy family dropped the vial of poison, no longer wanting to cause harm to the precious tree. The Shrinky’s rushed forward to greet them with open arms.

“We can be better,” Wee-Wee said, tears of realization in his eyes. “We don’t have to be mean and selfish.”

Mrs. Smelly nodded, “You’re right, dear. Let’s turn over a new leaf and start fresh.”

The Shrinky’s and the Biggy’s stood side by side, basking in the gentle aura of the Harmony Tree. The darkness that once surrounded the Biggy family began to fade, replaced by a newfound sense of unity and compassion.

And so, the middle of nowhere became a place of transformation and healing, where the power of the Harmony Tree brought out the best in everyone. The Shrinky and Biggy families, once enemies, now joined forces to protect the tree and spread its magic far, far, far away.

To be continued…

The Shrinky Family

The Shrinky Family Story

Chapter 1 The Middle of Nowhere

Once upon a time, in a land far, far, far away, there lived a unique and delightful family known as the Shrinky’s. Mr. Shrinky and Mrs. Shrinky were wonderful parents, and they had four children who were as different as night and day. Eney, the eldest, was clever and inquisitive. Meeny, the second-born, had a heart of gold and was always ready to lend a helping hand. Miny, the third child, had a mischievous spirit and was known for her adventurous antics. Lastly, the youngest, Moe, was a dreamer with a vivid imagination.

Their home was nestled in the heart of the countryside, right in the middle of nowhere. 

Surrounded by vast meadows and rolling hills, the Shrinkys had created their little haven, where they lived in harmony with the land. Their farm was no ordinary place, for the animals were extraordinary, and they could talk! Gallop, the wise and gentle horse, served as their trusty steed and loyal friend. Yew, the sheep, was attending to the flock, always keeping them safe and content. And then there was Hoppy, the playful and clever rabbit, who brought laughter and joy to the Shrinky family.

Every day was an adventure for the Shrinky’s. The children would run around the farm, playing games with the animals and exploring the enchanting surroundings. Ene would often have deep conversations with Gallop, who shared ancient wisdom and stories of the world beyond their meadows. Meeny would help Yew with the sheep, ensuring they were well-fed and happy, while Miny would join forces with Hoppy for all sorts of fun and mischief.

One sunny morning, as the Shrinky’s were tending to their vegetable garden, they stumbled upon a mysterious, glowing seed. It was unlike anything they had ever seen before. Intrigued, they decided to plant it and see what would grow. As days passed, a magnificent tree with shimmering leaves and vibrant colors emerged from the seed. They called it the “Harmony Tree.”

The Harmony Tree had a magical aura that spread throughout the farm, bringing peace and harmony to all living creatures. The animals became even more communicative, and the Shrinky family felt an unbreakable bond with them. Eney’s knowledge grew, and he became wiser than ever. Meny’ heart expanded with love and empathy. Miny’s mischievous nature became filled with kindness, and Moe’s imagination soared to new heights.

With the Harmony Tree’s presence, the farm flourished like never before. The crops were abundant, the animals thrived, and the Shrinkees’ bond grew stronger each day. Visitors from neighboring lands would often come to witness the magic and warmth that surrounded the Shrinky family and their farm.

And so, the Shrinky’s life continued with love, laughter, and enchantment, all thanks to the Harmony Tree and the extraordinary animals that graced their farm. In the middle of nowhere, they had found everything they ever needed – a place to call home and a family filled with endless wonder and love.

The Child Did Ask

What is in this world the child did ask before it entered the world

Is this life to be such a terrible task

Should I wait longer and not enter this place just now

Is it time to show this new world my wonderful face

As a new child I feel I would struggle to grow in this place

I would be conditioned in things I did not need to know

My teen years would be difficult trying to show who I really am

I would have to engage and face all my fears

In my teen years I would dream how my life should be

Yet I would not think and worry how my life would be so cold

Suffering in my mind still as this child who needs just to be me

Yet this would be the life that I have and would not know why

I know what I see now could I not just be me

It is not as I have lived now and not as I dream

Life is waiting and only giving me a short time to come right now

For me this is not my decision when I must go

So I must enter this world I do not know



With soft words, you unwrap the bindings,

            that cover my cracks and blemishes.

            It’s the first you’ll have seen these scars.

            Then, to ease my exposure, 

            you show me yours, like medals,

            won from a war no one enlists in. 

“A good man.”

And that takes me aback.

The still water, inky black, having no sky to reflect,

Casts our beach into darkness, and despite having no light,

I still see you in a new one. 


My eyes close. Sleep,

Backed by the symphony of an almost silence,

That only nature can conduct, and wilderness compose.

I lie, musked in firewood, and sweat,

Acutely aware a full nights’ rest lies,

not on my horizon.


            Down the aisles of Church,

            By the curb, in neat piles, sand.          

As if I’m given one last chance to say   goodbye,

            to a weekend well spent.

            Tomorrow, life resumes.

            I remark (fondly)

this is the closest I’ll come to understanding,

if even for a fleeting moment, a flame’s breath, 

The brotherly love felt for a sister, and with that, find myself wishing, it’ll all be okay.

By Ben Clifford

A Glass of White Wine

These crazy dreams in your head will they be written down or will they ever be read

These nightly thoughts that haunt your mind and hinder your day

One more glass of white wine what do you say?

Which one of you has order this drink, it’s me inside who do you think

Your thoughts, your  dreams that are trying to drive you insane

The life you live is that not just right or is it just a game

One white wine that’s what I need just one more

These dreams may destroyed your life and the dragon that has being laid at your door

Yet there is hope in this life for you, these dreams keep you going in your world

Waiter if you please, just one more glass of white wine.

Photo Source Pixabay.com

“You Go To Kelowna”

Kelowna view from Knox Mountain

The lovely lady I met 10 years ago on the Ferry back from Vancouver Island, when I helped carry her bags onto the boat and we sat together for the full journey back to Vancouver City.  We chatted all the way throughout the full journey.  Some days afterwards, I wrote this story about her ‘There are always two sides’.

During our conversation she asked me where were we going in Canada. I replied “just following where people are telling us to go, as an adventure. I think after Vancouver, we will go to Calgary and across Canada to Toronto. Not sure after that.”

To which she replied, “don’t go to Calgary, everything dies in Calgary, you go to Kelowna”

“I asked, where is Kelowna, I have never heard of it before.”

Again she replied “don’t worry where it is, you will find it. I have a daughter living in Kelowna.  It has a large lake and beautiful mountains. You go to Kelowna.”

I have been in Kelowna now for 10 years, she was right when she said ,you go to Kelowna.

Follow your path and dreams, I am glad I did.