GUEST post. some unfurling He materialised; somewhat unfurling from the paint chips on the wall and the cracks in the ceiling. He was some embodiment of flaws and the cold breeze that made its way inside, and no one else around here seemed to see him or know who I was talking about. They just said I was personifying nothing.But then I went over to their … Continue reading Some Unfurling
I’ve been very happy with my small Coolpix B700 camera and I use it for macro (ant on a buttercup) and zoom (peregrines). But I bought a new lense to fit my old Nikon D5100. So I took a quick trip and tried it and you all get to see the first five shots totally untouched. Continue reading Just got a new lens
Where has this been heard? Spain, Puerto Rico, Cuba and all the others. Revolution? Everywhere. Wars of Independence!!!!!! Even here in Australia only two days since the news echoed around the world that Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II had died, the word “Republic” has been mentioned. From the Prime Minister we heard the phrase “Now is not a time to talk about our system of … Continue reading !Viva la República!
I listen to the birds every morning. I don’t go out of my way – I don’t have to – I can lie in bed with a cup of coffee and they are there anyway. Just outside my window. Some don’t have much to say; “Caw Caw Caw” and then nothing and then “Caw” again. But magpies – Australian Magpies – go on and on … Continue reading When animals talk
A poem. I thought I saw a butterfly As I came out my door, Or p’raps a little orange moth I’d never seen before. I wasn’t wearing glasses And I blinked against the light It was an orange butterfly (or moth) I’m sure I’m right. I didn’t have my camera. I’d left it in the shed. I went back in to get it and I … Continue reading The butterfly
She was not there today. With her boy and the little girl. From the seat at the lake where I sat watching the ducks and the water hens I would have sensed her out of the corner of my eye coming toward me. The children holding her hand; one on each side and that is what I had noticed that first time. I’m sure you … Continue reading Goodbye, Mister Man.
Those of you who follow Andrew Petcher will have seen his A to Z of Cathedrals which he conclude recently with Z is for Zadar in Croatia. Today was Father’s Day here in Australia and my daughter took me to Bendigo just to look around at the Art Gallery and the Chinese Museum and secondhand bookshops et al. But as we entered the city we … Continue reading Cathedrals. (Australia)
I was thinking about that school I wrote about yesterday and I remembered about “Art Class”. In the first year there was no Art teacher and so I decided that the students needed something other than the closed, cold restrictive maths and science classes they were forced to endure using imported texts from the American homeschooling publishers. I needed an excuse to get the kids … Continue reading Yarrowee Creek