Sunday Selections # 593

 Long ago, Kim of Frog ponds Rock, (who no longer blogs), dreamed up a meme called Sunday Selections. 

A place where those who were willing could put up photos they wanted to share, new, old, good, bad or indifferent, any photos you please. 

Nothing rude or vulgar though.

And we don't mind at all if overseas bloggers care to join us.

The meme is now continued by Elephant's Child and I occasionally join in as do a few others. Andrew is one.  Messymimi is another. Drop in to them and have a look.

We'll start today with my bedroom, blog friend Val was interested in seeing the colours of my bedding:

This plush blanket which looks grey is actually a pale blue, some of you may remember seeing Lola sleeping on it and it's the same one I mussed up to represent waves when the redheaded dolls were on their Pirate Ship.

See the pulled threads? That's from Lola doing that kneading clawing thing as she settles to sleep and is the chief reason I have this blanket, to protect my doona cover from those claws. I learned that lesson with Angel and my rose patterned doona cover.

this is my current doona cover in all the shades of blue I like best

with a little pink and limey green thrown in

sheets and sleeping pillow cases are white, the fat pillows are feather filled and used for propping me up when I read in bed.

my "headboard" is a giant sheet of cardboard that used to be the box my fridge came in, it is covered with pictures cut from magazines and covered with clear contact. This used to sit in the open doorway between the kitchen and living room of my previous home, so the other side which was visible in that kitchen is covered in pictures of foods and things. I can show that another day. 

I think my doona cover colours work well with my other hand-painted-by-me furniture.

above the bookshelf is my curtain and just on the edge over to the right you'll see a bit of my black bedside lampshade. You'll notice I still haven't painted that stool.

the curtain is black lace

over a shimmery teal backing. It is a remnant of stretchy dance-costume fabric that I picked up for about $5.

A few days ago, I looked out to see the most Cockatoos I had ever seen at once on my path, feasting from three trays of seeds. On the left, three birds back, you'll notice one that doesn't have a crest. I can't tell males from females, so I'm calling this one "she" and think she isn't well. She is brownish and ruffled, not sleek and white like the others.

This one with a crest is also brownish and ruffled and several times I have heard a continuous "crying" from him as if he is in pain. I can't help him in any way, they are wild birds and best left alone. He does hang around long after the others have gone and just keeps picking at the food sometimes as long as an hour. 

from this angle the "undercarriage" appears to be quite 'heavy', perhaps an eggbound female?

this is the bird without a crest again, as well as ruffled feathers, you can see her tail feathers are short and scraggly. I wondered most often if these two are simply old, but was told by a neighbour yesterday morning that Cockatoos can live as long as 80 years. i'll keep an eye on these two and if they keel over, I'll bury them. 

Changing the subject, I went for a long walk last Friday and saw this:

Miss Maria Rolls. Probably this is some kind of food establishment, Spring Rolls? Vietnamese Rolls with interesting Sandwich fillings? Dumplings?

Or...what if it's a place where you pay your money and go inside to watch Maria rolling? 

Rolling pastry? Rolling a ball around? Rolling herself around on the floor? 

I walked on.  (if Maria sees this and objects I will remove the picture and words).

Finally, G on the left and A on the right, doing what they do best, sleeping. In this picture they are five and a half weeks old, now they are six and a half weeks old, but I don't have any newer photos.