Sometimes on the way to your dream,

you get lost and find a better one.

Monday, February 8, 2016

Musical Monday # 86

Musical Monday

I was introduced to Musical Monday by Delores who copied the meme from another site.

I think it’s a fun way to show off some of the music we like and brighten up our Mondays at the same time. 

I’ll be finding my clips on you tube, so will simply credit that site since there are often so many versions of everything and I wouldn’t want to accidentally credit the wrong artist.

Today’s clip is: The Rolling Stones

 Harlem Shuffle

AND: Mick Jagger and David Bowie

Dancing In The Street

Sunday, February 7, 2016

Sunday Selections # 262

Welcome back to Sunday Selections!

This once-a- week-meme was originally begun by Kim of Frog Ponds Rock, as a way to showcase some of the many photos we all take, but don't get around to showing on our blogs.

The rules are very simple:-
1. post photos of your choice, old or new, under the Sunday Selections title
2. link back to me, River, somewhere in your post
3. leave me a comment so that I know you've joined in and can come over and see what you've posted.
4. hop on over to Elephant’s Child to see more of her wonderful photos.
  Andrew often joins in too.

I usually go with a theme for my Sunday Selections and this week it's all botanical.

The following photos are from a visit to the Adelaide Botanic Gardens way back in April 2011, when I had my first digital camera and was still learning how to use it. 

I don't know what this is, in fact I don't know what any of the flowers are from this day, I didn't think to read and note down the labels back then.

I thought this might be a spider lily, but the cup on the flower is too wide I think. 
Feel free to correct any mistakes I make.

something purple/blue and slightly out of focus.

same purple/blue flowers, different angle.

a young Moreton Bay fig tree, view one,

view two,

and view three. I love the Moreton Bay Figs, the trees, not the fruit.

Danger in the water, there are lots of submerged tree roots and quite possibly some rubbish too.

the annual convention of the "shower heads".
these are the seed pods of the water lilies that bloom here every year, I was too late to catch the flowers this time.

see? shower head.

and to finish, a busy little bee.

Saturday, February 6, 2016

I've been to a party

A picnic style garden party, with tables & stools under umbrellas, picnic rugs and cushions scattered about, green green grass, leafy trees and perfect weather. 
It was fabulous. 
I've never seen so many lovely people in one place before. Many of them were young people, friends of the engaged couple, about half that many were adults, family and friends.
Little groups of people, constantly changing,  as people mingled and chatted, a professional photographer wandering around taking candid snaps.
I mingled a little, and had some lovely chats with people whose names I will never remember. 

All food was finger food style, there was a giant bag filled with french bread sticks next to a platter of cheeses with knives, I ate several chunks of bread slathered with camembert, along with carrot and celery sticks. Other foods were carried around on platters then left on a table for people to help themselves.
Along one edge of the verandah were several tubs and eskies holding ice and assorted drinks, there was ice water on tap and two lovely glass dispensers with punch and sangria. 
Halfway through the afternoon, platters with miniature burgers began making the rounds, I tried one even though I was fairly well stuffed with bread and cheese, and they were very yummy.

I took some photos, not many, but haven't processed them yet, any with people's faces probably won't make it to the blog, but garden photos will. It's a large garden and looks very different from when they first moved in there. Parts have been neatened, other parts rearranged, the old fountain has been rebuilt and retiled, other sections have had complete overhauls and look far better. 

Near the end of the afternoon, the engaged couple made a short speech thanking everyone for coming and celebrating with them, after that the party got a lot more casual, with young people jumping into the pool and splashing around, getting a little rowdy.

Truly a wonderful day.

Friday, February 5, 2016

Wednesday's Words on a Friday

On Wednesdays, assorted people have been taking monthly turns at putting up a selection of six (or twelve) words which is called “Words for Wednesday”.

We have taken over this meme from Delores, who had been having computer problems.

This month the meme continues here, at Elephant’s Child, with words and images supplied by Sue.

Essentially the aim is to encourage us to write.   

Each week we are given a choice of prompts: which can be words, phrases, music or an image.   What we do with those prompts is up to us:  a short story, prose, a song, a poem, or treating them with ignore...

Some of us put our creation in comments on the post, and others post on their own blog.  We would really like it if as many people as possible joined in with this fun meme.
If you are posting on your own blog - let us know so that we can come along and read your masterpiece. 
I’m hopeless at poetry so I always do a story.

It’s a fun challenge…why not join in?

This week's words are:

1. graveyard
2. chapter
3. symbol
4. near
5. dangerous
6. sawdust


1. challenge
2. ballerina
3. billion
4. arcane
5. conclusion
6. convict

and this phrase: "Absolution, my child, is not like the bus pass. It does not run out."
I couldn't find a way to fit that in, so here is my phraseless story:

John and Jillian stood staring at their secret entrance to the graveyard. Hidden well away from the main entrance, they'd used it for years and had thought no one else knew about it. The graveyard was the favourite meeting place for them and the rest of their group, they often played hide and seek among the headstones. 

Today, the entrance was sealed. Stretched across the opening was a large spiderweb type structure, hung with arcane symbols and tinkly little wind chimes. Stuart and Robert joined them there, all out of breath from racing ahead to beat the girls thundering along the path behind them. Michelle and Casey came skidding around the corner, puffing and panting, declaring the boys had cheated by beginning to run without first saying why. 

"Never mind that for now," said Jillian. "Look at this! How are we supposed to get in now? and what the heck are you wearing, Rob?"  "It's my Halloween costume," Robert said. "It was supposed to be for Mary, but the wrong size got delivered and Dad said he'd pay me fifty dollars if I was game enough to be a ballerina for trick or treating. I was going to be a convict, but Ratbag next door decided to copy me, so I took Dad up on his offer. I'm not stupid enough to turn down fifty dollars!"

"Meanwhile, " said Stuart, "we have a challenge ahead of us here. The local chapter of "Witches'R'Us" seems to have found our meeting place. They've got a billion other places to hold their chanting and candle lighting and spells and stuff, what the heck do they want to be coming here for?" 

Casey said, "they got booted out of the old cow shed when one of their candles started a fire by tipping over onto a bale of straw. They put it out right away, but Mr Johnson wasn't happy about it. I know because Erica joined them last week, she thinks it'll be fun to wear black all the time and put spells on people."
"Bit dangerous of them to be putting lit candles near straw bales in the first place," said John. "What were they thinking?"

"I reckon they weren't thinking," said Michelle. "That's the trouble with that lot, dumb as toast they are, everyone knows spells don't work properly unless you have some.. oh!" she stopped suddenly.
"Some what?" asked Jillian. "Graveyard dust," said Michelle. "It's supposed to be an effective addition if you are putting spells on people, I read it somewhere."

"Do any of those spells ever work?" asked Stuart. "No," said Casey. "If they did I'd be a heap of sawdust now from the spell Erica tried last week. She got annoyed because I stood too near her when she was on the phone with her new boyfriend."
"Huh," said Robert. "Did you hear anything interesting? Like who he is?"

"Never mind who he is!" said John. "How are we going to get past this tinkly spiderweb thing without breaking it? My sweets bucket is getting heavy and I want to find out what you all have in your buckets. This was a good year for trick or treating!"

They all searched the edges of the glittering spiderweb without finding where it was attached to the trees and ivy. Then Casey spotted one of Erica's black hair ribbons way up at the top of the spiderweb, tied to it and the sturdy branch above it. "Look for black ribbons," she said. "Maybe we can untie one and sneak in carefully, then tie it back up."

"Another option is to wait for the conclusion of their meeting and hope they don't take too long about it." said Jillian. "Or we could all go back to my house and spread the sweets on the dining table for the comparing and sharing. The twins are staying with Aunt Jenny tonight, so they won't bother us."

"Yeah, that'll do," said John and Stuart together. "Let's go."

Thursday, February 4, 2016

Thursday Thoughts # 81

from I Shall Wear Midnight by Terry Pratchett:

"Tiffany did not have to look to know who was talking. Only Daft Wullie could put his foot in it as far up as his neck. She looked down at his beaming little face. And he never did quite understand what it was that he was doing wrong."

"He always got nervous when talking about his wife, Tiffany knew. He loved her to distraction, and the thought of her even frowning in his direction turned his knees to jelly."

Today's Thoughts:

I've mentioned before how much I dislike clothes shopping. I have no idea what looks good, what looks good with anything else, what looks good on me. 
I see other women walking around looking nice, but when I shop I usually end up with just another one of whatever I had that has now worn out. 

But now there's an "event" on the horizon. And I need to look nice. 
Let's be Frank here, or Earnest, if that's who you prefer, I'm terrified of getting it wrong. 
Which is why I continue to wear shabby shorts and ten year old t-shirts.

My older daughter suggested she come shopping with me to help. 
Oh, yes please! 
The girl has good taste. 
She's classy. And she didn't get that from me. 

So off we went and in almost no time at all, I had a nice pair of casual 3/4 pants 

 with a bit of bling down the outside seam near the hem, 

 (it's a little blurry)
 a nice breezy black blouse with small white polka dots,
and three tucks down either side of the buttons,

and a lovely handbag in a classic style that won't date, not too soon anyway,

 in a colour to match the pants. 

I already had decent 'neat casual' shoes. Flat heels, extremely comfortable.

I have never worn anything with polka dots in my life, I've never liked spots; but as soon as T picked out the blouse, I could see that it would go really well with the chosen pants.

So here I am, all set for the happy event, and the clothes were on sale, so they didn't break the budget at all. Which left enough in the kitty for the good handbag. 

And the clothes aren't so classy that I'm out of my comfort zone.

The event? my grand daughter's engagement party.

Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Whimsical Wednesday # 213

Welcome back to Whimsical Wednesday!

The day for your googled giggle that gets you over the hump that is Wednesday and sliding down into the weekend.

Calvin confounded by Dad.

Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Calendar Tuesday # 2

It's time for Calendar Tuesday again. 
 I believe I mentioned last month that the first Tuesday of each month, I will be featuring the photo of that month from each of my calendars.

This is the February image from the Violent Veg calendar,

a little risque, but fun.

a dining table graces the February page of my Country Homes calendar.

the fabulous Suzy Toronto calendar.
I'm disappointed this is no longer hanging in my bathroom. The pages are too heavy and the weight has torn the little hanging holes, so I have it propped up in the bedroom instead.

"never underestimate the power of chocolate."

Dip It In'll be fine!

Here is the text:

"If there's one thing I can depend on in my wild, wacky, upside-down, inside-out world, it's my undying love for chocolate. It's the most delicious relationship I've ever had!
Rich, yummy chocolate is my happy place, my comfort food, and my one true love.
Whether it's solid, liquid, or hot, there's nothing quite like a mouthful of that decadent concoction I call "pure joy."
It calms me when I'm stressed, lifts me up when I'm down, comforts me when I'm blue, and simply makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
With a power like that, why would I ever want chicken soup to soothe my troubled soul?
So the next time I hit one of life's proverbial roadblocks, my first inclination will be to simply drench the whole issue in chocolate...and maybe, just maybe, myself as well.
Because you know what?
It's a lot cheaper than therapy-and way more delicious!"

I like the little images scattered around the numbers page too.

an inquisitive little kitty,

a top hat,

and a week's worth of hearts surrounding Valentine's Day.

I forgot to photograph the images on the January numbers page, a flag on Australia Day and a party hat on New Year's Day.