MEANWHILE, DOWN HERE IN AUSTRALIA. ODDS AND ENDS. SOME SHOTS OF LIFE DOWN UNDER.
( I really like seeing the small day to day differences between your life and mine. Your place and my place. Your plants, birds, clothing, buildings etc and mine )
The Charade parked between the Cottage and the Shed for some protection from the coming storm.
I travel with my Bladerunner Black Wolf suitcase and my Crumpler bag. The Bladerunner has 10 separate pockets. Perfection. I got that bag in Murwillumbah and its my dearest companion.
Tourism in Port Macquarie. Wharf after wharf of boats of all kinds doing all manner of things.
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That last post was terminated. Everything electrical was terminated for 8 hours or so. The storms hit and the power went down.
FEDERAL HOTEL, BELLINGEN.
THE YAAN : Back Home after a weekend away. Yesterday was one of my own picture book days. Sun shining. Hours at the swimming pool. At one stage I said to the Cheery Redhead; Where are the clouds ? Miss 2 looked a little appalled and searched the endless blue skies for at least one cloud. Her two years on Earth have featured very few blue skied days. She looked more than a little nervous at the lack of clouds. We went uptown and lunched in the restaurant at the Federal Hotel. $10 meals and child friendly. I drove home well pleased with these February Days.
Then the clouds started coming in. My friend N.C. from a little furthe4r south sent me warning messages and I looked up our BOM. Sure enough – storms coming. They weren’t all that bad here. A tree snapped down and some heavy rain – but they did black out the place for the whole night. All a part of a true Summer.
Now for town on a Tuesday Morning. Tuesdays I go to Urunga for a meeting. Its maybe 8 kms from here. Not far. Talk with friends and buy some lunch. The small routines are precious. Back later.
I am trying to get a post written here but the wild rumbling storm that’s approaching has me distracted. I reckon there could be hail in that one. Its coming from all sides and that’s unusual. Sitting above us like the Blob and the birds are taking off apace. Ah well, it was a