The Last and The First…

Well that went quickly!
Two months of winter gone…..we’re now at the start of the third and last
It’s Monday again…..the first Monday of a new month
Spring will arrive here in Australia in less than 4 weeks
Autumn will turn up for others in a little over 6 weeks
No new goals for this month except to enjoy it…..

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Blowin’ Bowen certainly lived up to its nickname when this warning

kept appearing on the weather report recently for days on end. Strong cool/cold southerly winds don’t make for pleasant days so we had to find other things to occupy ourselves. The Golfer can be very ‘dad like’ at times……”Come on, I didn’t drive all the way up here for us to sit indoors. We need to find something to do”

Living with a person who ‘can’t sit still’ can be annoying sometimes for someone who’s idea of a good time is to sit quietly (indoors or out) with a book or crafting or even closing their eyes and enjoying the mood……I should have accepted that by now and just ‘go the flow’. I certainly enjoy my quiet times when he’s out ‘walking the course’ getting rid of some of that excess energy

Se we ended up watching the way these kite surfers enjoyed the really windy days

And seeing the ‘juniors’ out on the water one Saturday morning
Low tide means they’re way way out so this is ‘zoom’ quality

Driving up Flagstaff Hill to look down on the town and harbour.
After Cyclone Debbie (2017) made a mess up there, a new cafe was built, pathways and landscape plantings changed. Unfortunately ‘things grow’ and the views are not as good now as they were before 🙁

Going over to Rose Bay one morning – not to sit ‘n sun……..just to ‘watch the water’.
Surprised to see a ‘net fisher’ – not a regular sight. He certainly didn’t seem very confident, faffed around a lot, possibly trying to judge the waves……we’re used to seeing fishers sitting quietly, patiently – I realise this is a different ‘form’ (one I dislike) and wondered if maybe his first time because he kept moving about, changing his position, down on the shore…..then up on the rocks….then back down again- he left empty handed (as many do😊)

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I’v been feeling out of sorts this week, can’t put my finger on it though – hence the two ‘easy’ posts last week that had been in drafts for ages.
We’re halfway through our stay so perhaps that’s it.
I know….we’ll blame the weather for not being its usual warm sunny winter way…..cold fronts making their way up from the south are not welcome.

“Stop complaining Catherine- remember what’s happening at home”

Tomorrow being Today Monday

Monday Musings – a time to think and ponder

Are you happy to see the seasons change or stay still a little while longer

Sharing with Wednesday Words and Whimsy HERE

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The Worried Man…..

Sunny dry windy mornings sees a hurried procession of dirty washing carrying campers making their way up to the laundry room. Even though many travellers (Grey Nomads) in vans are now taking small washing machines with them on the road they tend to use the park’s amenities for large items- sheets and bedding especially.

The ‘Laundry Room’ is more than that.
Yes, there are washers and dryers and (if you’re really fussy) ironing boards but there’s also the ‘drop and swap’ book exchange and a very large notice board. News and Views and What’s on Where – specials at various shops in town – as well which campers are offering what services….from what I’ve heard there’s a motor mechanic and a hairdresser/barber spending the winter here (both are doing a roaring trade – no need to go into town, cheaper prices, bits of gossip from on the road).

Anyway for years it would be ‘a ladies world’ in there but things are slowly changing (for the better some might say….others mutter about ‘not doing it right) and this season more men are ‘helping out’ with the washing.
So sometimes there are different conversations going on….stuff that used to be confined to over a beer or wine at Happy Hour – like lots of joshing about various football teams and possible results of upcoming games (various states = various codes) also the price of fuel that seems to crop up now and again.

Men don’t talk quietly so you can’t help but overhear – “geez, you’re looking a bit off this morning ”….”yeah mate, I’m a bit worried….” Lots of loud laughter from his ‘mate’ followed by a line from a song some of us of a certain age knew well. Corny as it sounds, the ‘worried man’ joined in singing, his mate said something about “the kettle being on” and they wandered off back to wherever.
Guess I’ll never know what he was worried about- from his mate’s reaction it couldn’t have been that bad😊

It takes a worried man to sing a worried song

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Worried_Man_Blues

(Like all folk songs there are variations – hopefully the one you’re familiar with is here)

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Monday Monday…..

Yes, Monday has returned…..just wondering what is in store for me this week.
Last week was a week of contrasts – Little things had me thinking about how they often grow into Large things. Or how you’re expecting Large but they turn out to be Little

What we didn’t anticipate was that the large cold front that ‘swept across’ the southern states would make itself known all the way up to east coast. Rather low overnight temps – down to 6c/42f – meant those large (warm) winter clothes worn on the way up but now tucked away in cabins and caravans were given unexpected early morning airings.
When we had the ‘will you use it’ convo before leaving home I gave a ‘well you never know, hope for the best- prepare for the worst’ answer when The Golfer saw the hot water bottle. Guess who was filling the kettle before bedtime….his toes were cold 😊

One of those contrasting moments was seeing the turn of the tide one morning with little or no movement- a very calm sea compared to an earlier one the week before

A unexpected trip to the chiropractor for what I thought might be a big drawn out affair turned out to be a little thing. After some gentle but forceful movements and a reminder to do the exercises and stretches….yes, I know the ones you mean…..I can now walk reasonably comfortably . Sciatica making itself known again is a PITA – figuratively as well as physically!

Down by the harbour I saw the funny side of these little boats wanting to be like the big ones.

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Longing to join the big boys
Copying their movements

Then I couldn’t believe my eyes when this cyclist rode by…
Trailing a very little dog behind her……

Walking the dog this way isn’t new – we’ve all heard of it, laughed at the idea, maybe even seen it before. Not like this though.
Usually with a whopping great dog who loves the exercise….

That poor little dog’s legs are going ten to the dozen trying to keep up with the big bicycle wheels. The owner would probably tell us to mind our own business. He/She’s used to it, done it many times before
But somehow it just didn’t seem fair…

And what didn’t seem fair to The Golfer was that my lunch appeared to be larger than his.
’But my fish is smaller than yours’ he said, ‘plus you got more chips’
‘That’s what you get for trying to appear healthy by ordering grilled fish’.

There wasn’t that much fish under the batter and most of his portion of chips was hiding beneath his grilled fish.

I’ve always been on the opinion that Monday is a day for thinking- forget the traditional idea it’s a day for washing- it’s a day for looking the week ahead in the face and saying “whatever you’ve got- little or large – throw it at me and I’ll see what I can do with it.
I was born on a Monday in a year when many ‘large’ things were being ‘thrown’ around so maybe that attitude comes from that

Monday Musings – a time to think and ponder

How do you feel about Mondays? Friend or Foe??

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Winter Wednesday

There’s a reason I enjoy this little bay I visit several times during the week.
It’s more secluded than some of the other beaches and because of where it’s situated it never seems as windy as the other more open beaches
it’s also fairly flat so there’s no ‘drop’ in the ocean floor which means it’s ‘safe’ for children (they can play along the shoreline without the worry of them falling into a big hole)

These are all recent ‘early morning’ pictures – the tide times will be changing slowly and as the days go by there’ll be water further up on the sands when I arrive. Won’t be so far to go to dip my toes and wander along the shoreline…..at the moment the sea’s a fraction too cool for my liking, give it a week or two and my bathing suit ‘might’ get wet 😊

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When the tide is this low there are little shallow pools left in amongst those rocks where the children are sitting. Just right for babies and toddlers to enjoy the water – as well as adults and family dogs

Unfortunately a very high tide last week brought with it oodles of seaweed which covered the whole of the beach area. It’s slowly drying off and will float away soon.

I’m sure I’ve mentioned before it’s only a couple of kms away so I’m there shortly after 9am and leave about 10.45……and as The Golfer gets back about 11 (from you know where) it works out well. Not too late for a mid morning coffee…..I realise that doesn’t sound long but it’s enough for me to relax and enjoy the fresh sea air as well as the sunshine without being ‘stupid’ about it. It’s only just warming up at that time, maybe about 18-20c/68f, but it’ll get warmer as the day goes by.

9.45am Sunday July 14

Yes I like the sun and its warmth but I’m not into all day affairs.
I can enjoy it here by the cabin knowing the indoors is just a step away.

We stay in Queens Beach (see red dot)
Rose Bay is over to the right (by the #10)

Enjoy your days wherever you are – whatever the season
whatever the weather

Things that made me smile

It was smiles all the way up the highway
Home to the Vic border, up to the Qld border, across to Rocky
and then on up to Bowen
Good weather (very unusual) – no rain, no fog, no frosty mornings
Light traffic – unusual for the Newell, the Leichhardt and the Bruce
Few trucks, less Wobblys (caravans) hardly any local town traffic.
Open roads! Unheard of in the Dubbo area
Look, an overtaking lane and nobody to overtake’….made me smile to hear The Golfer say that. He dislikes being in a ‘convoy’

Strangely for me I took no photos until we came to the Queensland border

A welcome sight – even through a dirty windscreen

After a quiet week settling in – hello library beach and supermarket
(no blog reading or commenting yet though)
nothing was planned for Saturday
a cool dry sunnyish but very windy morning arrived so washing is up to date

Lunch time a surprise visitor arrived in the form of Mr Whippy
nothing funnier than ‘retired’ adults clutching their money – waiting in line
for a childhood pleasure

Followed by a surprise visit of dark clouds rolling in and the retired oldies
retiring inside their vans and cabins
because – the heavens opened and the rain came down

Then a short time later blue skies reappeared
But unlike Incy Wincy Spider nobody came out again 🙁

Because…….
there was AFLfooty and rugby and cycling and car racing and horse racing
sport galore and maybe more on the telly!

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Incy wincy spider climbed up the waterspout
Down came the rain and washed poor incy out
Out came the sun and dried up all the rain
So incy wincy spider climbed up the spout again

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Itsy_Bitsy_Spider

It doesn’t take much to make me smile- how about you??

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Take me for a ride….

I’ll be ‘off air’ for a while…..
I’m on the road (again)… taking a long ride in my car car!

How about this very different version of a Woody Guthrie composition

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Riding_in_My_Car


Duncan Wells is an award winning playwright, songwriter and recording artist. He is an East Coast Music Award winner who has performed for children throughout the Atlantic Provinces for more than 30 years. Source

And what about this one…..

Quiet time….


Winter arrived today – June 1st

A cold southerly wind blew…..now and again
The sun shone…..now and again- the rain came down…..now and again

It didn’t get any warmer than 9c/48f outside my house all day

Life – Death – Health…..all have featured strongly this past week
They will also feature next week so I’m having a little break

I need quiet to sort a few things out – me included

Little bits of this….

and little bits of that!

A little bit of frivolity this morning….let’s call it Midwinter Madness

These potato slices, dipped in batter then deep fried are called Potato Cakes in Victoria. What are they called where you live?

Courtesy of those afternoon quiz shows The Golfer likes to watch, my answers to some questions proved once again my general knowledge is lacking in some quarters. I kept him company one wet afternoon and discovered:-

  • Gargoyles are not the same as Grotesque/s….one is functional (keeps the rain away) – the other is decorative (also keeps evil spirits away)

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grotesque_(architecture)

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gargoyle

  • The lanes and back alleys in York are called ’snickelways’.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Snickelways_of_York

  • Play-Doh was originally marketed as a wallpaper cleaner

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Play-Doh

  • The are 24 countries whose english names have 5 letters. Benin and Gabon were two I’d never heard of😯

https://www.worldatlas.com/articles/5-letter-countries.html

Benin, a French-speaking West African nation, is a birthplace of the vodun (or “voodoo”) religion and home to the former Dahomey Kingdom from circa 1600–1900. In Abomey, Dahomey’s former capital, the Historical Museum occupies two royal palaces with bas-reliefs recounting the kingdom’s past and a throne mounted on human skulls. To the north, Pendjari National Park offers safaris with elephants, hippos and lions. ― Google

This is one I really should have known

  • In the British forces a fried egg sandwich is called an ‘Egg Banjo’

https://www.forces.net/military-life/fun/ever-wondered-why-its-called-egg-banjo

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Source – Twitter

If you’re stuck in a traffic jam like these people recently make sure there’s an ice cream van close by – https://www.hulldailymail.co.uk/news/hull-east-yorkshire-news/ice-cream-van-doing-roaring-7235413

(I’m curious to know if Mr Whippy cruises the motorways on ’the off chance’ because I found articles about several similar happenings over the years)

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And for the big finish have a giggle – or a groan – at these ’Dad’s jokes’

Q. How do you make holy water?

You boil the hell out of it.

Q. What do you call a pig with laryngitis?

Disgruntled.

Q. What do you say to the person who stole your place in the queue?

I’m after you now 

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Breakfast this cool morning (yes its still winter here) will be porridge with brown sugar and sultanas….my Scottish ancestors would be having a fit – salt for them was the way to go! Not my cup of tea at all😊
What’s your winter brekky like – same as usual or do you vary?

(And a little postscript here about something I rarely comment on in public – particularly if it happens in another country to mine.
I feel very saddened and fearful for all women in the USA….no matter what they believe in)

Pop over to Corinne blog – she’s hosting Monday Musings.

#livelovelaugh

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It might be my imagination but everything seems to be a bit different this winter. The cold is colder, the rain more constant, the leaves on my little Japanese Maple seem to be redder, plus the nuts on the Corymbia at the library (see HERE) are definitely larger

The snow has come earlier, with bigger heavier dumps……this is the report from Mt Buller a resort less than 3hrs away – just a short drive up the road

Mt Buller celebrated the traditional season ‘kick-off’ with record snow levels and bumper visitation for the Queen’s Birthday long weekend.
It’s the most snow we’ve ever recorded for a June long weekend and everyone is amazed to be skiing and boarding on the amount of cover we usually wait until mid-season to experience,” Read all about it here – Source

I wonder if this past weekend’s opening celebrations involved any of this?


I know I’ll be celebrating when we’ve done this drive to winter warmth

Just 3 weeks to go😎

2,500 kms!

#enjoyeverymoment

🧶 Cold weather comfort knitting

On winter days like we’ve been having recently when the leaves have dropped – the roses have been pruned – and fires like this one are lit I’m sure little jumpers like these below will be welcome

These three multi coloured 2yr woolies are my latest contribution to my charity donation box They’re what I call ’me do its’ – meaning that by having the back & front worked the same it doesn’t matter which way they’re put on by independent young ones.

Made from a simple pattern gifted to me a while ago. It’s sized for a 20” chest/18 mths but with the body being straight up and down (no shaping) it’s easy to make larger …more stitches/wider….more rows/longer…plus add extra stitches/length for a larger sleeve. The pattern actually has a decorative stitch but often, like with these three I make something that looks entirely different.

So what are all you other crafters up to – I’m interested to know what’s on your needles or hooks – under your sewing machine needles or even on your hoops

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I need to end this cold wet week we’ve had in Melbourne with a little fun

So for those who would prefer my word count to be minimal here’s a little poem I found on the internet many years ago. It’s words still ring true today

‘ WINTER ‘ 

By Abigail Elizabeth McIntyre 

Shit 

It’s Cold 

The End

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Fun Friday – the day you forget the worries of the week.

Will be back on Monday…….

See you then!

Maybe….just maybe

There are ‘readers’ who want to say things but won’t do it in public.
They ‘speak those things ’ in an email.

Could be good, bad or ugly – doesn’t matter, out it comes.
This time it appears I talk too much

Is it possible for me not to write so many words?

Maybe, just maybe – but highly unlikely says I……😊😊😊

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Close to the library lives an enormous Banksia. An Australian native
It comes into it’s own during late Autumn – early Winter

It’s then you are able see and enjoy the old, the new, and the presently reddy orange coloured ’flowering’ candles.

(you may like to click/slide and enjoy close up)

Possibly my only attempt😊

https://www.anbg.gov.au/gnp/gnp7/banksia-spinulosa.html

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Banksia_spinulosa

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xingfumama hosts ’whatsoever is lovely’-

a place to highlight those lovely things (big or small) that we take for granted

Seeing this beautiful Banksia was my recent lovely

What’s for lunch…..

There was a container of ’ooh that’s been there a while’ homemade chicken stock lurking under other containers in the freezer – made from a takeaway chook carcass, stripped flesh and onion – plus pearl barley….. discovered that fact when it was defrosted. I must have had something in mind when it was made – no idea what though.

After adding some frozen mix veg as well as half a packet of crunched up chicken noodles it ended up (with crackers and fruit on the side) as an ’interesting’ cheap and cheerful alfresco light lunch on a recent sunny (but cool) Saturday.

The Golfer must have been hungry – I hadn’t even returned with mine before he was cautiously approaching his….with a ’ what on earth has she served up this time’ look on his face.

Result:- couldn’t have been too bad because his bowl was emptied. There was no Oliver Twist ’I’d like some more’ moment though. I’m not sure what to make of that!!

I found it…

I knew it was somewhere…..and here it is

Trouble is – if I received this 69yrs ago – how old does that make me 😟😯

(We had planned to have a few days away – in the end we decided we’d rather be cold at home)

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No golf for The Golfer (nobody wanted to play in the rain) – no choir for me (conductor still feeling crook after her bout of covid last week) so we decided to go for a drive.
Yes in the rain on the first day of Winter!

Up the road behind the bus, past the school, to the bottom of the hills and then up twisty turny Mt Dandenong Road to the top. The only thing that was warm was the restaurant card burning a hole in our pocket

We were going for lunch at a favourite little cafe – Ranges at Olinda

The (still partly loaded) card had been in the cupboard since before Covid appeared so by rights had expired and the remaining balance lost – a phone call to the company changed that so soup for two with sourbread, followed by a small quiche salad and (chips) halved used the last of a 2019 Christmas gift.

(From website)

The food was good as usual – sorry no pictures because I was so busy talking to my man plus the very congenial staff I forgot. Feeling nice and warm and full we came on back down the mountain a little more cautiously.
Low misty cloud made it look like a Chicken Little sky…..it really had fallen!

And the gift card turned out to be a gift that just kept on giving.
As we were leaving this flyer was pointed out to us. Hospitality lost so much during lockdowns so to encourage people back to ‘dining out’ the state government came up with a rebate scheme…..

So 25% of the price we paid – in kind via the card – didn’t matter how you paid – will be returned to us…..which will be enough for another two coffees and cake up at Ranges 😊😊

#enjoyeverymoment

Linking to Denyse’s ~ Life’s Stories. Pop over to read her reflections and thoughts about life past and present and possibly to come

I am feeling much better now

All it took was a four day drive – via regional New South Wales
(where even a small local businesses seemed mindful of strict covid precautions – QR code and mask….no if’s or buts)


Up to the Sunshine state of Queensland where just like magic all my worries woes and misery seemed to lift off my shoulders.


I’ll begin to think about state borders again in September- when it’ll be time to return home
In the meantime I’ll be slathering on the sun screen and dipping my toes in the Coral Sea – see ya sometime soon😊