Thats Different

This is my sisters saying when things are a bit dodge - "That's different". Shes used to things being dodge with me but I suspect she is rather surprised when things get a bit dodge with others. This saying for me is like saying "oh the grass is green outside" its not really an alert for me to pull up. I just keep sailing into murky uncharted waters unaware of the impending consequences. If for instance she said "shut the*&^% up" well then Id know or "Pull your *&^%ing head in idiot" well then Id be standing to attention. All ears like the Prince of WHALES....yes, with a H. I'm not sure when she started using this technique but yesterday we finally had a discussion about this.

Singing Him

My dads oldest friend was flown home to Darwin on Friday. He has Emphesiema and is on oxygen. His wife recently died and his two sons went to pick him up and get his affairs in order and bring him back to his old stamping grounds. I called dad on my usual "radio schedule" by phone before he goes to the Trailer Boat Club and he said he had been up since 4am singing Billy back to Darwin. I was so touched at this I had to stifle my sobs. Dads hoping that once Billy gets settled he will be able to move into the Purl Retirement Village and I am also going to "sing" for that.

Bird Crap

First pic Bird Crap, Second pic Bird coming into land.  This is what public servants do all day......

Paper Shuffler

On the weekend I did a short (3 hour) course on book making. We learned 2 stitches and three styles which was a very satisfying experience. I went for quality and made 4 books. They are small and I love making them by hand. Must be the paper shuffler in me.

Corin Forrest

I had a rather productive weekend and feeling really good about the coming week. I am trying to get out of Canberra every pay week and just could afford the time this weekend and the weather (snow ect) was not conducive to camping. I guess the highlight was my drive to Corin (30 minutes from where I live) where I took a heap of snaps. Its very relaxing going on a trip with the objective of coming home with photos. I also did a book making 3 hour course which was very satisfying because you actually come away with your finished product/s. Ill post some shot later. And I even vacuumed.................

Braidwood Bodulla and Narooma

Nearly run out of petrol for the first time today. Forgot hills take more juice. I camped in my one car apartment again this weekend and you can see the view from my bed here. When I arrived it was about 4pm and I set up my bed and hopped in and started looking at maps and studying the history of the town. This older man come over to me and said "excuse me, are you going to sleep in your car?" Yes I am I said. He says "you are brave" I said why whos going to get me?" He said the Boogyman...... I said "well he would be crazy to take me on".  He immediately turned and walked off. But what I really wanted to say was this is what the solders have fought for - my freedom to be safe in my country any time. Maybe next time.

After that I went for a stroll along the beach and took lots of snaps. It was so refreshing. The highlight of the day was the piece of street art of the flower at Braidwood. Highlight of the night, the salty air, the lighthouse twinkling on the far island, the big round yellow moon that threw the light across the water with out a care. I'm replenished and ready to face another fortnight of work before I go for another outing.

Living the DREAM!!!