Friday, October 30

I Want to Slow Down.....

I know I am doing too much, but the last few days has been another warning to me to slow down.  How can I though?  With writing deadlines, social deadlines, family events and so on, it makes it hard.

In just over a month I will be able to slow down - as I sit at the Brisbane International Airport waiting for my Cathay Pacific flight to Hong Kong to board.  Then it will be a very boring few hours as I make my way to China.  I am hoping that I will have a quiet time there, but know that in many ways, it may not be.

Yesterday, I was up at 5 am and at my computer to do a few things.  I was still in my night attire, abd by 7 am the phone started ringing.  I answered, chatted for a while, often with my fingres still darting across the keyboard starting something.  Then I accidentally happened to see the time on the right hand side, bottom line, of my computer.  8.55 am!!  Eeek.  (Though I don't think that is what I said.) I was to be at an Annual General Meeting 15 kms away by 9.30 am.

I almost flew from my chair to the bathroom, showered, dressed in a frnzy, grabbed things I thought I needed and rushed to my car.  I couldnt even look at the clock, I knew i just had to run.  As I rushed through the garage to the car, I caught my leg on a wire on my bike.  It stabbed me and the pain was excruciating, but I soldiered on and climbed in to the car.

As I backed out of the car, I looked down to where the pain was, and saw blood pouring from the new wound.  I drove back into the garage, exited carefully and rushed into the kitchen, grabbed a handful of tissues and a packed of bandaids, and rushed back to the car, wary this time of the culprit wire!!

I drove off, clutching the tissues to my leg, and further on, while still driving managed to remove the bandaid from its protective paper and put it on my wound.  (Later I was to discover tell-tale dried blood covering my lower leg.)

Arriving at my destination I ran to the meeting, seating as the president delivered his report.  Clearly I had arrived in time - especially as they started late!

One of the early morning phone calls was from my daughter with a late invitation to a school Sports Award night.  Yes, on that night!  So after the meeting, morning tea and chats with other members of the historical society, I returned home.  Some meagre household duties were performed, and I packed to do the one hour drive to my daughter's place.  That night, with hardly anything to eat all day (apart from the yummy scone at the morning tea) I set off with the family to the awards night.

Two very proud granddaughters were presented with an array of trophies - parents and grandmother sat pleased and excited in the audience.

Hayley Lewis was the guest speaker.  She is well known for her swimming feats in the 1990's, and in more recent times as the host of The Biggest Loser television series for five years.  She is an excellent speaker with many amusing tales and words of wisdom, but she probably spoke for 45 minutes more than she was supposed to.  We felt sorry for the students, many of whom were exhausted from recent sporting events and the long hours they spend in training!

So it was back to my daughter's home, a quick feed for the hungry mob, and bed.  In the morning, the girls went off to school, father went to work, and I set off back home.  I had many things to do, including some writing deadlines.

Up again this morning at 5 am, I have finished two of my writing tasks, printed them and they are in the envelope waiting or me to take them to the post.  Kitchen cleaned.  Bed made.  Overnight bag packed, for this afternoon after an event at the local school I head to Brisbane to pick up another family member before heading south to the Gold Coast for a performance of other grandchildren.

Have I done everything on my "to do list" today?  Nope.  Still rushing.

On Tuesday I had been to the City. 

I am looking forward to the weekend.  

Tuesday, October 27

To the City

I had several reasons to go to the city today.  

  • Apply for my Visa to visit China
  • Society of Women Writers Committee Meeting
  • Visit Roma Street Parklands.
First of all, I couldn't find the office to submit my documents - they have moved since the last time I applied for one, and I was given another address, which was incorrect, and I stood in Anne St, and checked Google, to find I was not too far away.  It was pretty simple - I had all the documents I need and I can collect my Visa on Friday, however, I won't get into the city until next week.

Then off to the meeting - and after that lunch. Turkey and cranberry on a roll.  Great.  Then I walked along George Street and headed to the Roma Street Parklands.  

It was very hot - and I really felt it as I walked around the beautiful gardens.  I didn't go all the way - but spent some time taking photos for an article I will write for Weekend Notes.

It was so hot - too hot for me, plus I had to catch the train back to Caboolture and there were storms threatening.  Luckily I had a safe trip home.  The storm hit around 5 pm, but it was not a very strong one.  

So I achieved all I wanted to - and finished off a book in my Kindle on the train trip back to Caboolture.  All done.  

Sunday, October 25

Wandering on the Beach

The beach at Beachmere is a special place.  At high tide there is not much beach - as the water laps close to the edge of property.  Years ago there was a road between the houses and the beach, but in  a
storm washed it away.  Some homes have a cement protective barrier, while others have made their own protection of sorts with tree stumps and other material.

At low tide there's plenty of sand to walk on - with many pools of water, dotted throughout the areas both north and south of the main township area.

No one swims at Beachmere - well not much anyway, as at low tide one would have to walk a long way to find water deep enogh to swim in, and few swim when the tide is high.

I enjoy walking along the beach.  Today I wore my new "shoes" for the first time.  Only a few weeks ago, when walking to the mouth of the Caboolture River, my tender feet were cut on the broken seashells in the area.  Walking with thongs is not a good idea as they flick the mud up your back, so I went to Anaconda and bought my new footwear.  Today I tried them.

Great value.  I walked over sand, through pools of water, over seagrass - all in great comfort.  Next time though, I will leave a plastic bag in my car to put them in when I get to the car - to save the sand from spreading over my car floor.

So, a great walk, and clean, non-sandy feet when I got back to the car.

As I walked into the park to follow the short walk through the bush to the beachfront, I met a lady, taking her near blind dog for a walk, and taking scraps for the bush turkeys.  I did not know there were any in the area, as I had never seen them.

Sure enough, the turkeys know her and came out of the bush for a feed.  She has to take the scraps right into the bush, as they used to follow her home, when she fed them near the entrance to the bush.

So, I got my exercise, and some 43 great photos of my favourite beachfront.
(I can check the tide times on Willy Weather - so that I go at low tide)

Friday, October 23

Lone Travelling

I was listening to the radio this morning where a lady was talking about her travels following the death of her husband.  Getting familiar with travelling on one's own can be a challenge, but it is something that I have done for a long time.

Strangely I started my solo travelling while I was married.  In 2005, I went to Ireland to do some research.  Alone.  I remember the fear that I experienced before I left - freaked out that I, alone, would travel from Brisbane to London, with stopovers in Auckland and Los Angeles, and in London I had to find my way to Gatwick for the flight to Dublin!!!!  In the week before I left, I was extremely stressed because a local publication that was to be launched just before I left was not completed and I worked day and night to have it ready!!!  Lack of sleep and fear resulted in a very stressed me!!!

However, when I boarded the plane at Brisbane, a great sense of relief came over me and I had a pretty uneventful time that lasted nearly four weeks.  I did my research and drove around Ireland on my own for a couple of weeks, and came home with a renewed sense of achievement and confidence.

Subsequently, just three years later, I set out to take on a teaching position in China.  I was on my own but had the friendship of the other foreign teachers at the university.  I went back three times, and one year I went to live in South Korea for three months for a teaching project too.
So I am familiar travelling on my own.  I went back to China last year and am going for a week in December too.  Alone.

Why not travel with someone? People often express concern about my solo travel, but I usually say, "Because I can do what I want!" It doesn't matter who I go with; I always feel that I am always comprising.  I have learned that few people are prepared to consult with the other traveller/s and make decisions that both/all are happy to book or do.

Let me explain some of my experiences.  On one occasion, I set out to travel to a major Chinese city with another Australian teacher.  Several weeks before we were to leave we sat down and worked out our travel and accommodation and we booked as we sat side by side at the computer and  used my credit card. 
I like to visit Bamboo Gardens - not everyone does!

Much to my surprise a few days later, she told me that she had made another booking as she had had second thoughts about the original hotel!!  I was a little miffed that she had not consulted me before she made the booking, but I said nothing.  

The trip was most interesting but dealing with her and her ways was the biggest challenge.  She didn't like the hotel when we arrived, and she made such a fuss over quite a few things.  
The return trip was a nightmare.  The plane was late due to a storm, and she was angry about it.  Nothing we could do about it and a waste of time getting angry.  When we arrived back at Hangzhou, we had to catch a taxi as the last bus had left.  She was angry that we had to pay double but I knew that the fee was high at that time of night as there would be no return trip for the driver. So she abused him about that.  And along the way he was on his mobile phone frequently - and she yelled at him about that.  He ignored her - he spoke little/almost no English anyway.   (I learned later that he was phoning the university to get directions as he did not know his way - the staff member being kept awake late as she was helping the driver reach our destination!)  I could almost write a book about travelling with her!
Paper making in Fuyang.

I have travelled with other people - I like company, but I find it hard as my companion will make decisions solo and expect me to obey their new "rule".  They don't consult with me - just tell me that they have changed their mind, or no longer want to do this or that.

Also as a photographer, I am always "dragging the chain" as I pause often to take a photo. On one occasion my travelling companion "ordered" me to take certain photos as she had forgotten her camera.  Grrr.

When I set out to drive around Australia in 2011, many friends offered to travel with me.  I was NOT looking for a companion - it was their idea that I should have one!  But there were conditions. " I like to sleep in until 9 am when on holiday", "I must be back by ...."  "I don't want to go to ......" "I like to go to a restaurant each night" and so on.  Luckily for me, and maybe for them, no one fitted into my plans and I set off on my own.

I don't think I am difficult - but I like to discuss/consult with my travelling companion and am prepared to compromise, but it has to be a roughly 50/50 thing.  I don't see that I should give in all the time!!!!!  And I don't like "surprises" - if I think I am going to place X and my companion decides alone that she wants to visit place Y, I like to be consulted in a timely manner, and not told that the plans have changed!!

Even the booking/planning can be difficult.  When my sister and I travelled in 2014, I paid all the accommodation up front and told her that I had paid and the amount.  Getting the money back was hard as she didn't realise I had paid for it - despite saying so, and she thought she could pay me via her credit card.  Well, no.   So I was out of pocket for longer than I had planned.

So I feel more comfortable travelling alone - and hope I made friends with folk as I go.

Wednesday, October 21

Were You an Argonaut?

I was volunteering with an Arts Group at the Lioness Spring Fair last Saturday (October 17th) when I had to return home to get something that I had earlier forgotten and as I returned to the park I heard a lady being interviewed about a children's Club, The Argonauts, which was a popular program on the radio from 1940 to 1972.  When I stopped the car, I had to sit and listen.  

The lady being interviewed was talking about getting a meet-up or similar of people who were members.   The program was based on the Greek myth of Jason and the Argonauts, which was made into a film in 1963 too.  I don't recall seeing the movie, but I knew much about the myth from the radio program.

All members of The Argonauts were referred to by a 'designation' or ship name and number.  I was Sardinia 34 - so when my stories were read on the radio, it was a story from "Sardinia 34."

I do think I may still have my membership card - and I have never forgotten my "name."  The program came on about 5 pm each afternoon as I recall, and all members would sit in front of the radio to listen to the program.  I liked writing stories, and I posted some of my stories that were read on the radio.  It was quite exciting to hear your story.  We never knew the name, gender, age or anything about the child who wrote or sent artwork or other into The Argonauts Club.  

There is an article on Wikipedia about it.

Monday, October 19

More on Bamboo

Those who know me will be aware of my great interest in Bamboo.  Recently my daughter gave me some bamboo plates - good to use for picnics etc, and last week in KMart I found the plates in one of the aisles along with some bowls.  I bought two of the bowls.  Not that I need any more, but I tend to buy bamboo stuff.  They are decor brand and I think I paid $2.50 each.

Further, I have booked a trip to China for December, and as I am staying in Hangzhou I have been researching some of the many tourist spots that I have not had the time to visit in the past.

One spot that I am keen to go to is the Hangzhou Botanical Garden which is a huge place - 568 acres.
Guess what!!!  They have a very interesting Bamboo Garden, with one particular bamboo, nan Damaozhu "which grows very fast - reaching 1 meter (approx. 3 feet) in height during the night and growing as tall s a three stories building in one month."

I so look forward to seeing that.

The Guinness World Record website says
"The world record for the fastest growing plant belongs to certain species of the 45 genera of bamboo, which have been found to grow at up to 91 cm (35 in) per day or at a rate of 0.00003 km/h (0.00002 mph).
According to the RHS Dictionary of Gardening, there are approximately 1,000 species of bamboos. The tallest recorded in the tropics was reportedly 40 m (130 ft), in Europe and the USA 20-30 m (65-98 ft) has been the tallest."
I think that must be one of the same species as in the Hangzhou Botanical Gardens.

I hope I get a photo of it!!!!

Friday, October 16

A Drive to the Hinterland

As my readers will know, or can guess, I like driving.  Already this week I have been to Noosa - some 100 kms north of my home in Beachmere, but I had planned to visit two more places - not quite as far north, to write some stories for Weekend Notes.

After a meeting at The Beach Shak at Beachmere, I set off for the drive north to Palmwoods. It is many years since I visited this little township in the hinterland - and it is quite a sophisticated place now.  I had gone to visit a Cafe/Bar called Rick's Place.

What a place.  It was previously a Garage - where cars were serviced, and petrol and other car accessories were sold.  It still has the garage, but it is down below street level in the most interesting space for car repairs and servicing.

On ground level is the cafe itself.  Well, it is more than a cafe.  It has several rooms - and plenty of outdoor seating as well.   Certainly it is a cafe offering coffee and food - including burgers, cakes etc.  I am told their burgers are huge - I didn't stay for one, but was warned that I could never eat a whole one on my own!

There is a bar, and next door a dining room for more formal events, and there are spaces for musicians as they have regular performances of rockabilly music.  And everywhere is memorabilia. All up the walls and across the ceilings are photos of people at Rick's Place.

It is so full of atmosphere and fun - it is a wonderful tourist attraction with the bonus of good food and plenty to drink!!  Weekends it must be very busy, once the music starts up!  Check out their Facebook for more information.  They don't have a website - but you can visit their Facebook Page.

On my way to Palmwoods I passed the sad looking Big Pineapple, and as I left the area, I stopped in to see what was left of the once bustling tourist attraction, before heading to Buderim.

I have to confess that I had spent little time in this area recently - though years ago we visited more frequently.  Of course it has changed a lot.

I set the GPS and found the restaurant I wanted to go to easily.  It is called Harry's on Buderim, which is a wonderful restaurant "nestled in the Buderim State forest.  (One day I will visit that forest too, but I was already running out of time, so had to keep going.  I will be back.)

It was lunch time - I looked at the menu and ordered the Fish of the Day - and was delighted with a plate with crisp skinned barramundi, with two pippies and salad.  Expensive, but well worth it!!

After taking a few photos for Weekend Notes and learning a little of the history.  It was one of the early homes in Buderim, and later became a boarding house.  It was moved to its current site a number of years ago, and eventually became a restaurant.  There are interesting photos and stories of the early owners.

While there, I learned about the Buderim Pioneer Cottage, and as it was not far away, I decided to call there on my way back to Beachmere.

There is a website for them - but it has a few issues, but you can read about the cottage here.  My, how Buderim has grown.  It is many years since I have been there.

Amazing Orchids and other flowers

In the Laundry

Then back home along the highway.  I get so cross with drivers who ignore the signs - and travel at their chosen (illegal) speed!!!

Thursday, October 15

Remember the Big Pineapple

For many years, The Big Pineapple was a popular tourist spot.  It was a pineapple plantation that became a major tourist attraction way back in 1971.  It was a place that we took our children from time to time, it had a big restaurant, train rides through the pineapple plantation and exotic tropical fruit plantation at the rear.  Quite a few years later, another building opened beside it, promoting macadamia nuts.

You can read the history of The Big Pineapple here

While the huge pineapple itself is heritage listed, much of the complex is rather dilapidated, closed, and nothing like it used to be, as a popular tourist spot.

These fields were full of pineapples once upon a time.

The train passes the animal farm
It is quite sad now.  Part of the initial problem was that the new highway was built and people didn't drive past.  The road initially was the main highway north through Nambour.  People not only set out to go to The Big Pineapple but stopped on their way north - and it is the latter that doesn't happen now.  Still, there is nothing to stop for now.

There is a cafe on the site, and at weekends there are markets.  The Macadamia place is decaying and the in a poor state of repair - I didn't even want to take a photo of it!!


Wednesday, October 14

Death is in The Air

As one who likes to write Life Stories and Obituaries, and was once a nurse, death is something that I have some interest in.  I have a good friend who is a funeral director too, and together we have attended some fascinating events, including attending a Death Cafe, where people are encouraged to speak freely about death.

It certainly is an interesting topic in more ways than one.  

On Monday (October 13th, 2015) I attended the Inaugural Australasian Death Studies Network Conference at the Noosa Campus (Queensland) of the Central Queensland University.   I found out about it because one of my friends was speaking at it.  

It certainly was interesting with topics ranging from photographing the dead, vampires and the strange information about extending human life - by time that is rather frightening.  Who wants to live a further hundred or so years???

Apparently there is a lot of work being done to extend life. Interesting article here. 

At the same time, in Melbourne (Victoria) there was another conference underway - this one through the Groundswell Project was called Death Literacy.  I wish I could have gone to both!!!! 

Many people find it difficult to talk about death - their own or their loved ones' demise.  In fact, there seems to be a desire not to acknowledge that it will happen "one day".

For example, the number of people who fail to make any plans, even to ignoring their estate planning, which often leaves families in a high degree of turmoil, is concerning.

From my point of view, my focus is on people writing their life stories, as they are usually the only ones who know the details of their life.   My children, despite having a good deal of information about me, especially since they were born, have little information about my younger days.  I have written what is called an "advanced obituary" but even that probably just "touches the surface" of my story. 

One interesting thing is the custom, way back in the 1800's of photographing the dead, in fact setting up the photo as if they were still alive.  Have a look here to see what I now know.

And look below - I suspect it is a wife and her late husband.  This would be a photo that she treasured.  The last photo of her loved one.

It is a fascinating topic, which is not all gruesome though I find this rather difficult.  

I wonder if the current culture will change over the next few years? I am sure it will - as people choose not to have religious services for their loved ones and choose to celebrate the life of the deceased with a wake or party.

The cost of funerals is exorbitant, and people are making choices for financial and many other reasons.  

What does the future hold?  

Wednesday, October 7

Trying the Olympus Camera

I am a great fan of Canon Cameras, but I find them very heavy and cumbersome, especially when travelling and as I am considering (procrastinating really) a trip to China, where I will be there in winter, perhaps with snow, I am planning to take more photos.  I love China and the scenery and as I will be staying in the city of Hangzhou, which I know a little - near the famous West Lake, I am hoping to take a lot of photos.  Hence, I am looking at a lighter camera - an Olympus OM -10.

It comes highly recommended and is certainly smaller and lighter. Oh, I will have to learn how to use it.  I have found on Youtube a great video - with some awesome information.  We are so lucky that we can watch such programs for free to learn more about our cameras.

It does fit into my handbag - making it look a bit bulky but it is doable, but for the most part I will be using my backpack.

Still, my biggest worry is the cold.  I hate the cold.  

This is from Travel China Guide.

“Hangzhou enters its early winter in December, with the average temperature of 7oC (45oF).  Actually it is not the best time for travel because the weather is cold exacerbated by high humidity.  There is no central heating in Hangzhou, unlike cities in northern China.  However, December has the least rain so it’s more likely you will find plentiful sunshine during your visit.

Moreover, it is worth mentioning that if you don’t mind the cold weather, December is a good time to take advantage of cut-price promotions on tour arrangement including accommodation and tickets.

I have had messages from former students hoping to visit me when I am in China.  It will be a busy week.

A Village in Shaoxing

Waiting for the bus!

Roses Spring into Bloom in Spring

The photos above were taken on 27th September - the rose bushes full of buds threatening to open at any time.  The photos below were taken on 6th October - 9 days later when the plants that get the most sun were well in flower in a spectacular display.

As you can probably work out, the rose avenue is at the Caboolture Historical Village - a wonderful museum of over 70 buildings and over 110,000 items - it is all set out in a Village style, so visitors can walk around and visit old shops (General Store, Butcher, Post Office, Barber), old workers cottages and other buildings from the Caboolture area, including Glenowen Homestead, an example of the way the more affluent folk in the area would have lived.  

Monday, October 5

Cheese and Yoghurt Making

Some years ago I attended a lesson on making cheese at home.  Mozzarella, ricotta, and other simple cheeses.  I was fascinated as I love cooking and I love doing things from scratch provided that there is not a LOT of work involved.  I was fortunate during my school years to be trained to be a wife and mother.  Yes, it is strange to hear those words, but in the early to mid 1900's that was what women were expected to do.  For 4 years or so I attended "Domestic Science" classes where not only did we learn to cook, but other subjects such as Housekeeping and Laundry were in the curriculum.  I also attended sewing lessons too.  

I don't regret any of it - but I don't think I ever intended to be "just a housewife" though for periods of my life that is what I was!

In retrospect, I wonder why such things as cheesemaking were not included - other than to know now that there are sophisticated ingredients and tools that were not freely available to the general public at that time.  Look at the raft of equipment that is available to use in the kitchen these days with entire shops or sections of a department store devoted to some aspect of cooking.

And so I come to 2015.  I attended some more cheesemaking classes, and not only that, I found I could go to Dr Google and key in some words and hey presto, details, recipes and additional information is available to me.  Easily.  

Nowdays I make some interesting things as a result of my recent learning.   I make cheeses and my specialty yoghurt, but I have learned to make it simply at home.  It is cheaper than buying from the supermarket - and I KNOW what is in my yoghurt.

This is my recipe.

(I use boiling water to sterilise my equipment - saucepan, slotted spoon, container, colander, cheesecloth, bowl etc)
1 litre of milk
2 tablespoons of yoghurt (I can use one that I have made or have to buy one which on the ingredients lists must be "live yoghurt cultures"


Put milk into a saucepan and heat quickly, while stirring, to 40 degrees, then allow to cool for about 30 minutes.    Then add the two tablespoons or your yoghurt and mix before pouring in a clean container with a lid. 

You can use one of several methods to keep the mixture warm for the next few hours.  I use a yoghurt maker (I bought with a packaged yoghurt program) - and keep it warm for 12 - 20 hours. Sit it in a thick container, in a container of boiling water, and keep it warm - or a special product from a cheesemaking shop.

After it has been kept warm for 12 - 20 hours, I check it, and if ok, I put the container of yoghurt in the fridge.  You will perhaps notice that it is thicker at the bottom of the container.  It should be thicker than milk at the top.  

My next step and there is no specific time for doing this - a few hours after it has been in the fridge is ok - is to sterilize a strainer or colander and cover with a double layer of cheesecloth (sterilised by boiling water) and pour the mixture from your container in the fridge into the colander so that the whey can seep out the bottom.  (You can use the whey in other cooking).

You might let it seep like this for 30 minutes or so.  Then carefully scoop the wonderful yoghurt into a sterilised container and return it to the refrigerator.

It is essentially ready to eat.    If you like it - you can save two tablespoons of your own yoghurt to make a new batch.  I think it is safe to keep in your fridge for 2 - 3 weeks, but mine never lasts that long. I have eaten it!

I hope this makes sense.  

Below is a video - which explains simply how to do it - without the tools that I have in my kitchen!!  Enjoy.

Friday, October 2

My Friendly Galah

I don't have a pet galah - only some that visit the park at the back of my house.  I hear them from time to time, and some like to nest in the trees in the park.  I heard this one a day or so ago and took a photo of it.

Galahs are common here in Australia and many people have a pet one at home.  

They can be very friendly pets and enjoy talking and dancing, as these videos show.  I found them on YouTube.  They are not videos that I did so I hope the folk that made them don't mind me promoting them.

If you would like to know more about the galah - click here.

Thursday, October 1

New Passport

My passport expired two months ago, so as I am pondering a visit to China in a few months I had to get a new one.  Luckily I only have to renew my passport, so it was less of a hassle.  It is just a matter of having your old passport with you, as you need to key in some of the information and the number of your passport into the form online, and when all done, print it out, and head off to a post office that is registered for assisting with passports.

I was lucky that when I arrived there was no one else in the PO, so didn't have to waste time and it was done very quickly.  Phone - done.  Payment - done.  I have copies of my photo and of course my receipt, so in the next few weeks I should hear that I have to collect it at my local post office.

My old one was of course issued 10 years ago - and I can go through the pages and (with some difficulty) I can read the dates and places that I travelled.

In 2005 I went to Ireland - via New Zealand, US (LAX) and London, and the same route on the return journey.  The stamps are randomly in the pages.

In 2008 I went to China for the first time, but we "paused" in Singapore - stamped, and then to Shanghai.  Stamps.  Visas.

Each trip is stamped by the various Customs - and if it is still legible one can "track" one's journeys.  China 2008, 2010, and 2014, South Korea 2009, Indonesia (Bali) in 2012 and one special one, the Principality of Hutt River in Western Australia on April 1st, 2013!!

Interesting personal history.

I look forward to the arrival of the new passport, so that I can apply for a Visa to visit China again.

Flowers and Writing

It has been a big week in many ways.  My volunteer work demanded much of me during the week, including a function at the Village where we had a great group of Muso's but it occurred on a day that had stormy weather warnings so I had to help the other volunteers find an alternate venue than the one of our choice.  Still it was a great performance and it was fun to watch others in the audience get into the spirit of the show.  The group was called "The Get Happy's" - and they were a lot happier than in the photo for their publicity.

The Get Happy's

My first orchid for Spring

The three flowers above were in a bunch given to
me by my son.  Thank  you Gav.

It was also the week that I visited the Toowoomba Carnival of Flowers which included a visit to the Spring Bluff Station.  I wrote about the latter for Weekend Notes and won an award - small one, but still one to get excited about.

I also had three major writing deadlines on other items - and I managed to do them on time.  Will wait and see what happens. Happy though that I had achieved the goals.