Drifting through life

Welcome back to Sunday Selections! Originally begun by Kim at Frog Ponds Rock , now continued by me as a way to show off photos that might otherwise never see the light of day. The rules are very simple and few. 1.post photos of your choice under the Sunday Selections title. 2. Link back to me, River 3. Leave me a comment so that I know you've joined us. This week I'm going to show you one of the many homes I've lived in since coming back to Adelaide. This house is no longer there, a huge block of flats stands in its place. Looking down the side of the house we rented to the shed/garage. The garage was kept locked and was off limits to us as the landlord still had stuff in there.  Behind the house and garage is a huge garden block, with the best growing soil I have ever known. In this shot I am standing against the back fence, in what was the chook yard, looking down the path to the back door.  That little black rectangle in the centre of the photo is

(sitting in my spot!)  ...a t-shirt that got my attention. I just had to get the man's attention and tell him I loved his shirt. The shirt? Long-sleeved black hoodie. With a white silhouette image and white lettering. The image was a canoe with four men paddling. The words? "paddle faster, I hear banjos" Ha ha!

...which was no surprise to me...I always wake up after being sound asleep for several hours. It's a habit I've developed over the years. But this morning there was something different.......something......not nice. The heavy, yucky feeling of tonsillitis in my throat. I haven't had this in many, many years, but it's not the sort of feeling one forgets. So after work, I went straight to the doctor who confirmed what I already knew and prescribed me some penicillin. I very rarely take antibiotics, for most of my life, I just don't get sick. Off I went to the chemist and I now have in front of me a huge box of good old fashioned penicillin. 50 capsules.  It isn't the more modern amoxycillin or whatever is the current version, which comes in the correct dosage supply for the two weeks it must be taken. This is a big box of fifty. The doctor did say I don't have to take all of them, but to be sure and take them for at least a fortnight. Which I

Welcome back to Whimsical Wednesday! The day for your googled giggle to get you over the midweek hump that is Wednesday and sliding down into the weekend. And it's a long weekend this time! Woo-Hoo!! it's PIE day!! Every long weekend deserves pie.

Welcome back to Sunday Selections! Originally begun by Kim at Frog Ponds Rock as a way to show off old photos that have been languishing in your files, now continued by me. Rules are very simple: 1. post photos (old or new) of your choice under the Sunday Selections title. 2. Link back to me. 3. Leave me a comment so that I know you've joined in. (Then I can visit your blog and look at your photos). This week, I am showing photos of some of the many pets I've had over the years. Most recently..... Chippy, my Siamese Fighter. Chippy was with me from January 2008 to mid 2010. Chippy used to love to sleep nestled within the arm of his statue, until he got too big to fit. Then he would sleep down near the coloured stones, close to the air bubbler. Going back several years, while the kids were still at home, I had Harley. A tiny orange (marmalade) tabby given to me by my daughter T. Harley had his own toy kitty to play with, rose coloured, so I named her

Years ago, I used to knit stuff. Not much, because I'm not very good at it, and never anything really big. In the beginning, at around age 17-18, I knitted a huge six foot long, eight inches wide,  scarf in blocks of colour. The plan was to knit several more, then sew them together and have a colourful bedcover. Never happened. Two winters ago, I finally gave away the scarf.  I mostly stuck to small stuff, like baby bonnets and bootees, a few matinee jackets, even a toddler jumper or two.  I used to be able to do a complete pair of bootees in a night. Nothing to brag about really, the mother-in-law could knit an entire layette in a night and do the matching shawl the next night. I swear that woman could knit in her sleep! Me? I have to count rows and stitches and read the pattern line by line........stitch by stitch....... In 2010 I knitted a pale pink scarf for my youngest grand daughter. I'd seen the wool in Lincraft and couldn't pass it up, it was so soft a

...with a few of the blogs I like to read. I won't mention which ones they are, that's not necessary. Here's my issue. I read these blogs every time a new post pops up in my sidebar. Then I read all the comments. No problem there. Very occasionally, I am moved to leave a comment myself. Then the next time I read a new post on that blog, there is no comment button (link) to be found. A few posts later, there is still no comment button. Eventually there is a post with a comment button and I can read the comments again. And again and again, until one day, I'll leave a comment. Lo and behold! Next post, no comment button again.  It's happened often enough that I'm now convinced they don't want my comments. Okay.  Fine.  I won't comment.  Ever again.  But I will still read your posts. Maybe.

Welcome back to Whimsical Wednesday! The day for a googled giggle to get you over the hump that is Wednesday and sliding down into the weekend. Eggheads.

We're all familiar with the bright blue shirts worn by Coles workers? here's a reminder....a little faded, but still blue. Well, these old, soft, comfy shirts are no more. We have new shirts. NEW! shirts. Beige and white striped shirts. Still with the red logo. Almost looks grey doesn't it? Trust me, it's beige. Maybe I should turn on the flash now and again on my camera..... the logo is on the back too, so coming or going, everyone knows us as a Coles worker. Handy for customers looking for assistance. There's a back pleat for ease of movement. Cuffs on the sleeves too. We had a choice of sleeve lengths, short, three-quarter, or long. I chose short, as I always do, I can't work in long sleeves, even rolled up they're uncomfortable for me and three-quarter sleeves just seem odd to me. They're neither up nor down and drive me crazy. The women's shirts have darts for shaping and semi-fitted side seams too. They

This morning, before I went into Coles, I went to the Post Office to check my post box, as I always do, and found a parcel delivery card indicating a parcel too big to fit in the box was waiting for me inside the Post Office. So in I went to collect it. It was huge! And soft too, so not heavy and I carried it over to Coles and left it, unopened on top of the lockers while I worked my shift, then brought it home. I've just opened it to find the most beautiful, queen bed sized, deep, deep red velour blanket/throw rug. I immediately wrapped myself in it and sat on the couch while waiting for the computer to start up and decided I'll definitely be wrapping myself in it next winter as I sit on the couch watching TV. What a wonderful surprise gift! Huge, soft, warm, and my favourite colour. My brother R had bought it for me in Germany. He'd recently holidayed there with his lovely partner V, staying just under a month and having a wonderful time. They visited the tiny t

Welcome back to Sunday Selections! Begun by Kim of Frog Ponds Rock, now continued by me and The Elephant's Child. Rules are very simple: 1. post photos of your choice under the Sunday Selections title. 2. link back to me. The original concept was to show old photos that have been lying around in your files and never being seen, but lately I've been showing some of the newer photos instead. This is because I go through the old files but can't remember which photos I've already used. I meant to put them in a separate folder once I'd shown them, but that didn't happen. Anyway, as promised last Sunday, this week I bring you the mystery object in the glassed-in room at the front of our Fire Station. This is the area I'm talking about. If you enlarge the photo you'll see what's inside...... (The shiny blue and white building behind is our huge new Police Station) In case you have trouble reading it, here is what the sign says-