A couple of days ago the light globe in my kitchen died. I had spares, (I always have spares), so got one from the back porch cabinet, dragged the big ladder inside and changed the globe.
The new globe is a "warm white" instead of the "cool white' I've become used to.
Now every time I flip the switch my kitchen glows yellow as if it is bathed in late afternoon sunshine.
It's quite lovely.
But enough of that,
here are a few photos I took while wandering around Rottnest Island.
this plant was covered in several dozen bees, but I couldn't get a shot of more than one.
The little buggers took off as soon as I focused on them.
this big tree looks to me like it should be in a spooky kids halloween movie.
I like the way these fallen branches have landed against each other to look like a tepee.
a pair of crows chattering on a log.
a straight cut cliff of sandstone. (or maybe limestone?)
a pair of ducks waking up from a nap.
this palm that got blown over at some point and just kept on growing.
a small boardwalk that looped around a stand of mostly fallen trees and came out by the palm above. You can see the tail end of it behind the palm.
and a snake hole, the only one I saw on the whole walk. I didn't see any snakes though, which was fine with me. We were told there are only two types of snakes on the Island and both are deadly.
Here, on a Monday, we get a chance to vent our little, or not so little,
things that irritate us.
It doesn't have to be something on that particular Monday, it can be
anything that irritates you any day of any week.
Today, I didn't have any irritations when I woke up, so thought I'd give this a miss, but as the day went on....
It began with the nagging strong ache in my hip and thigh. I've had it for weeks now, so I decided it was time to take some extra panadol, and maybe a couple of anti-inflammatories as well with breakfast.
It didn't help at all which didn't really surprise me, so by lunch time I got out the strong pain relief tablets that I get from the chemist and took a couple of those as well. Within an hour I was feeling nauseous from the chemical mix and didn't feel at all like going into town.
So why would I? Well....I was expecting an electrician today to replace my rangehood, but he rang and said he'd had an emergency call and could we reschedule? Of course, no problem, come on Thursday.
Which meant that the things I'd been planning to do in town on Thursday would now have to be done today, because the rest of the week is taken care of time-wise.
So me and my nauseous tummy hopped on a bus, which was too warm, headed into an office which was even warmer, then home again on another too warm bus....
So now I'm irritated. Cranky even. And still nauseous five hours later. Time for some ginger tea.
I usually go with a theme for my Sunday Selections and this week I'm showing some of the photos I took in and around the Round House at Arthur Head, Fremantle.
There is a website here which has lots of information and photos if you'd like to know and/or see more.
In the past I suspect most of my links haven't worked, I think I've fixed that now....fingers crossed.
So, The Round House, which isn't actually round, having twelve sides, began life as a gaol (jail) and some time later a Whalers Tunnel was dug out under it.
Arthur Head information, old photo and map.
clicking on this should bigger it so you can read better.
map of Arthur Head.
The Round House, which is actually a dodecahedron, being twelve sided.
Whaler's Tunnel which was dug out from under the Round House, linking the rail line with the beach.
the beach end of the tunnel.
there are cells dug into the tunnel walls which hold artefacts, this one has the remaining stumps of theoriginal pylons which held up the pier.
if memory hasn't failed me, this cell holds a safe rescued from a shipwreck.
two of the eight cells inside the Round House. The cells were constructed around a central courtyard which held the well that supplied fresh water, the curfew bell, and the punishment stocks. I imagine it was also used as the exercise yard for the prisoners.
the Curfew Bell
I thought I had a photo with all the information about the bell, but this one is all I could find.
There will be more information on the site I linked above maybe.
about the stocks where prisoners were held.
"prisoner" in the stocks, no it isn't me.
the well in the courtyard.
coming out of the Whaler's Tunnel and looking left along Bather's Beach.
a little further around and to the right, these concrete steps down to the water are lined either side with gorgeous big rocks.
over to the left again, looking across Bather's Beach, a forest of masts beyond the rocky breakwater.
looking up we see several flags and the Time Ball which was dropped every day at a certain time to signal something that I can't quite remember.
from the beach side we see the limestone cliffs which were cut back over the years, reducing the length of Whaler's Tunnel from 60+ metres to its current 46 metres.
My good friend Pearl recently commented that Australia must be huge.
She's right of course, it is.
Today, Pearl gets to see just how big we are downunder.
and of course my other American and Canadian reader friends. Dave and Gary from the UK too.
you Texans think Texas is big? Well, yes, it is, but check this out....
(not bragging, just saying...)
the dark shadowed area is Texas, the white patch down below is Singapore, with Kuala Lumpur marked. Up on the right is a bit of the UK. also white.
Here, I'll give you a closer look,
part of Texas, the UK and Ireland too. The lighter grey area surrounding all of these is Western Australia.
Just one of our six states and one territory.
Queensland, New South Wales, Victoria, South Australia, Western Australia, Tasmania and the Northern Territory.
Here's the whole thing.
These photos were taken inside one of the cells in The Round House, I'll show you more of that tomorrow.
I don't know why this size comparison is hanging in there, there must have been some reason, but the cell is quite small and others were waiting to get a look in, so I didn't stay to read all the information.
She puts up a selection
of six words which we then use in a short story, if we are able.
Sometimes I look at her
words and nothing at all comes to mind.
This week's words are:
Here is my short story:
As the music took over
her soul, Janet danced as if every muscle she had was weightless.
She'd had a breakthrough,
finally mastering that new move Ms. Gina had been teaching them.
Her mind filtered out
everything but the music and the dancing.
When she eventually
stopped for a break, Janet was grateful for the lemon squash her Mum had packed
into her snack bag. She took several sips of the delicious sourness before
crunching into the shiny red apple.
Her thoughts drifted
again to the dance and the feathery black and gold costumes Ms. Gina had described to