Thursday, January 31, 2013

February 1st.

One fine day a couple of years ago, a few of us went down to Chris's place for lunch.
This is one of many photos I took on that day.
I thought I'd post it today because of many reasons.
One is the colour...I always love anything mauvey purple. Another is the hose in the foreground.
Have to love a hose don't you/
Thank you Chris for sharing your beautiful garden with us on that day!

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

30th. January

I write this merely as an exercise. I'm not sure what I want to write about today but I am conscious that if I don't write, my skills will again fall by the way-side and it'll be months once more before I get back on here, so, for better or worse, here I am.

Tis a pleasant day outside. My car's temperature gauge tells me its 31 degrees outside, so you can see I am not in Europe. I am in Melbourne, coping again through a very hot summer. Living in a country where we have such a dichotomy in our weather, you can't help but shake your head in disbelief if the extremes have not affected you personally.

People up in northern NSW and Queensland are again losing their homes and property to flooding. Some have lost their lives (10 at last count) and I'm sure it won't end there.

Down here in the southern and eastern states we are coping with bush fires yet again.
What I will never understand is that the majority of these local fires have been deliberately lit. I believe firebugs lighting fires get their jollies by the creation of fire. Do they ever understand they they might very well be setting the pathway to killing someone or some they ever understand the agonising death they may very well cause for poor trapped innocent animals and do they ever understand what it would be like to lose your home, property and just "things" because of someones innate desire to create fire???

There is no rhyme or reason to such caused by lightening is one thing but deliberately lit fires are yet another and if caught, those perpetrators should be made to directly and in person compensate those people that suffer loss.

We have all heard by now that there is to be a federal election in September of this year.
I'm sure that whenever an election is called it won't suit some and it will suit others. I am under the impression that many football people have raised personal objections to the date already, be it. A few short minutes of their time on the day then its all done.

One party or the other will be celebrating. There will be a lot of mud-slinging between now and then. I am already over the sites that political parties have on line where they post activities and dates only to have trolls offer objectionable nasty racist and sexist and hair-colour prejudiced posts. There is so much bigotry and racism in the world now days. I suspect it's probably always been there but people seem to have less hang-ups about demonstrating their views regardless of who why and where.

It all makes me sad that people only see past their own noses and sometimes even then they cannot see that far either.

I guess I will just have to continue to try and make a small difference in my own personal life and remain impartial to the nasties of the world.

Well, that is my day for what it's worth.

Am off now to celebrate my mother's 89th. birthday....bloody hell, that means I will be 59 soon!
 Bye for now my friends.


It's on the eve of her birthday.
Just a few short minutes to go, and Mum will be 89.
Happy Birthday Ada.

Sunday, January 27, 2013

And so it starts again.

Day One of a whole new year.

Every picture tells a story don't it. (Rod Stewart, early 60's)

Heres a tale of a young midwife, working in charge of a special care nursery which exists no longer.
With this young midwife is a baby of only a few weeks whose name that young midwife will never forget. His name was *JD* back then and quite possibly by now has a very different name to the one bestowed on him originally, as he was fostered out and eventually adopted.
Back then that young midwife had a whole world of aspirations.
She was married (just) and planned to work in paediatric intensive care and gain a degree or two before settling down to the job of having babies.
*JD* was a little fellow with Down Syndrome who came into her life for a very short while (6 months) and taught that young midwife a lot about acceptance and love and when he left on his journey into the world, took a piece of her heart with him.

Monday, July 25, 2011