Boomerang Word Challenge by John Sebastian Davies

THE BOOMERANG SEEMED TO HAVE A MIND OF IT'S OWN !

Hunting initiation started the first of Spring. Father grimaced at my lamentable launch ! We brought a selection of boomerangs, emblazoned with glorious decoration by the tribal elders. Following creek , until Sun traversed azure skies and dancing shadows lengthened , we settled by the shimmering basin that nourished thirsty gidgee trees. So exhilarated to experience that which dreams anticipate. Kangaroo God has blessed us with two hunting boomerangs -- the returner and the larger throwstick. Father redemonstrated by hurling the smallest type.This fashioned wooden whirling hawk brushed leaves and terrified birds with its unearthly sound and violent vibration......