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THE LAST DAY OF MAY 2012 : THE LAST DAY OF AUTUMN.

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THE YAAN : That’s my place, up there in the photo. Taken today. With the  mists down and the rain falling. I spent the day out in the Bush with Kati B and the Cheery Redhead, at their shack. Today brings the month of May to an end and it brings Autumn to an end.

I live in the little cottage. There’s garlic growing in the paddock down the front and our side yard is producing pumpkins. The citrus is ripening off to the left up near the houses and soon, the neighbour John will drop bags of lemonade fruit in as he walks across to the Main House.

The horses and the other neighbours are away this week. Camping out at Coonabarrabran . Izzy is working tonight and I’m sitting and thinking about Wintertime and washing drying on a rack in the living room.

I know I seem to have been depressed for quite a while. I was sitting in the Haematology Unit at Coffs Harbour Hospital yesterday and preparing to resist the well meaning pressure of a young doctor to take the Interferon treatment for Hepatitis C when I realised that I still think there is something shameful about not being a cheerful and emotionally stable person. That realisation took me aback somewhat. I thought I had come to terms with it. I thought I had done with apologising to anyone or anything about it.

But – it seems not. Buggar.

It looks like I had best set myself down on my eBENCH and do some thinking.

BUT FOR NOW – BACK TO MY FANTASY WORLD.

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A FEW MORE SUMMERTIME BLOGGERS THAT HAVE TAKEN MY FANCY.

http://natureontheedge.com/2012/05/29/weekly-photo-challenge-summer-2/

http://bellaremyphotography.wordpress.com/2012/05/26/wordpress-weekly-photo-challenge-summer/

http://cemeterytravel.com/2012/05/29/weekly-photo-challenge-summer/

http://comingeast.com/2012/05/29/weekly-photo-challenge-summer/

http://gitikapartington.com/2012/05/28/weekly-photo-challenge-summer/

http://livesteban.com/tag/wordpress-photo-of-the-week-challenge/

THE AUSTRALIAN BLUE

ONE BLUE PICTURE AND RANDOM BLUE OBSERVATIONS.

G COUNTRY CERAMICS IN ULMARRA.

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BLUE KING BROWN

NOTHING BUT BLUE SKIES.

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THE YAAN : After a few wet years, May 2012 has been a month of blue skies. Nothing but blue skies.

The AUSSIE SLANG DICTIONARY provides me with the words below.

Blue : fight (“he was having a blue with his wife”)
Blue, make a : make a mistake
Bluey : pack, equipment, traffic ticket, redhead
Bluey : blue cattle dog (named after its subtle markings) which is an excellent working dog. Everyone’s favourite all-Aussie dog.
Bluey : heavy wool or felt jacket worn by mining and construction workers.
Bluey : bluebottle jellyfish

and the classic BLUE – I ‘m feeling blue. Miserable. Depressed.

http://www.koalanet.com.au/australian-slang.html

I was married once to the son of a Logger. My husband’s job was to scramble down the steep hills and attach cables to felled trees so that the heavy equipment could drag them back up the incline. That job was called BLUE TONGUER after the Blue Tongue Lizard. It took the same skills to be a human blue tonguer as to be the reptile.

TRUE BLUE

2 BLUE TONGUES HAVING A BLUE.

The Sydney Morning Herald (NSW : 1842 – 1954), Wednesday 25 September 1946,

http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article17996044

The Sydney Morning Herald (NSW 1842 - 1954), Wednesday 25 September 1946,

BACK TO THE YAAN:

LINKS TO BLUE IN AUSTRALIA.

William (Billy) Blue (c.1767?-1834), convict, settler and ferryman  http://adb.anu.edu.au/biography/blue-william-billy-12804

I am not specially TRUE BLUE as they call it but I thought it fitting to include some TRUE BLUE AUSSIE links in here. Mind you, I am distantly related to SLIM DUSTY who is also TRUE BLUE.

JOHN WILLIAMSON. http://www.malleeboy.com/

THE BLUE MOUNTAINS. A line of mountains running N-S down the east coast of Australia.  http://www.bluemts.com.au/

BLUE BOTTLE JELLYFISH

http://www.australianfauna.com/bluebottlejellyfish.php

http://www.trueblue-australia.com.au/about.html

BLUE CHEESE

BLUE BELLIED BLACK SNAKE

BLUE : RED HAIRED PERSON.

Alexandra and Yea Standard and Yarck, Gobur, Thornton and Acheron Express (Vic. : 1908 – 1949), Friday 4 November 1938,

http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article64737817

BLUE Alexandra and Yea Standard and Yarck, Gobur, Thornton and Acheron Express (Vic.  1908 - 1949), Friday 4 November 1938,

Alexandra and Yea Standard and Yarck, Gobur, Thornton and Acheron Express (Vic. : 1908 – 1949), Friday 7 May 1937

http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article64735671

BLUE Alexandra and Yea Standard and Yarck, Gobur, Thornton and Acheron Express (Vic. 1908 - 1949), Friday 7 May 1937

The Sun-Herald (Sydney, NSW : 1953 – 1954), Sunday 25 October 1953

http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article28655278

BLUE The Sun-Herald (Sydney, NSW 1953 - 1954), Sunday 25 October 1953

BLUE The Sun-Herald (Sydney, NSW 1953 - 1954), Sunday 25 October 1953

STILL WAITING FOR THE WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE

WAITING WITH CHOCOLATE.

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A KOOKABURRA WAITING . POSED AND READY.

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WAITING ON A CARPET IN KINGSCLIFF.

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KOALAS WAITING IN CURRUMBIN.

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WAITING WITH A GOLF CLUB IN THE BACKYARD.

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A FRENCHWOMAN WAITING IN TWEED HEADS. WHERE IS THE CHALLENGE IN THIS ?

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WAITING AT A WINERY IN CAROOL. ANY MOMENT NOW. ANY MOMENT.

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WAITING IN THE KITCHEN.

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CHARLIE AND BALI WAITING.

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A SPIRITUAL WAITING.

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A ONE WORD TOPIC, WORDPRESS, HOW HARD IS THAT ? I SURELY HOPE THE REST OF WORDPRESS IS IN BETTER SHAPE. BEST DOWNLOAD ALL CONTENT INTO BLOG TO BOOK FORM.

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We’ve all been waiting for you.
For you.
Your arrival has been marked, has been recorded
on earth,
in the universe,
in the galaxies,
in all of space,
in all of time.

Rita Ramsey

http://thegemcollection.wordpress.com/2012/01/11/january-11-2012/

MAY BE NO 12

ON THE eBENCH : Watch this Space. I am going for one month of writing in the 3rd person ( more or less). Describing a photograph or topic. That should be interesting. Post of 250 words. Leaving ME out of it.(more or less)

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DIAMONDS AND RUST.

Tucked up in bed with measles

Driving in the back of a ute to nana Bell’s on Sundays.

Not knowing your leg was in plaster for weeks.

Home cooked meals and toffee apples.

Treasurer of the P&C.

Hand knitted jumpers and sleeping bags for grandchildren.

Diamonds and Rust, Nan. Diamonds and Rust.

 

Its Mothers’ Day here in Australia.

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ON THE eBENCH : Watch this Space. I am going for one month of writing in the 3rd person ( more or less). Describing a photograph or topic. That should be interesting. Post of 250 words. Leaving ME out of it.(more or less)

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FOUND ON FACEBOOK.

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THE YAAN :  Funny how thoughts like these arouse more antagonism in the breasts of readers than do other uglier concepts. REMEMBER HOW REALLY SMALL THEY ARE.  Auntie Jean was a great one for banging on pots and pans. She used to sit kids down in the kitchen and leave them to it. Nana Bell was the ‘ throw them in the salt water’ grandmother. Growing up as a loved child does something noble to a person.

The Australian Government just introduced a reduction in the single parents’ pension. That’s to ‘ motivate’ single parents back into the workforce by starving the children. Makes it hard for the parent to “ BE THERE”.  To sit in school assembly and wave to the little people. To walk slowly to school, taking time to jump over the cracks in the footpaths and count the numbers of the houses.

What a fine thing it is to be part of a child. To hear shrieks of laughter and to explore a new world. Some say that there are more important jobs – like making coffee for strangers. Leave me to the  non-violent parenting and grandparenting. Leave me to the paddling in the water and dreaming and when you look at children – REMEMBER HOW REALLY SMALL THEY ARE. Look for the Good and stop yelling.

.•♥❤♥••.♫♪♫• Deep Sigh •*¨*♥••.♫♪♫•¸¸.•*¨*.

MAY BE NO 10

ON THE eBENCH : Watch this Space. I am going for one month of writing in the 3rd person ( more or less). Describing a photograph or topic. That should be interesting. Post of 250 words. Leaving ME out of it.(more or less)

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THE YAAN : The black cat known as Spider came bounding across the other morning and deposited this on the front verandah. Rats have been chewing the wires inside the walls of the Cottage. The Electrician, young Jayden Carter, did some whirligigging  and the power is working OK for the moment. The ratlike creatures gnaw on things inside the walls during the night. Back in 1970, there was a mouse plague in Tumbarumba and other towns. Our beds were stood in cans of water to stop the mice climbing up while we slept. One of the young teachers was tapping them over the head and making a bag from their skins. Another of the young teachers had a possum skin blanket for her bed. Nothing to do with the Mice. It was to do with the extreme cold down there in Tumbraumba. It would not be considered  a politically correct or humane thing to have nowadays but times were different then.

At Fernmount, up here in the Bellingen Shire, in 1981 , the mice came up from the potato paddocks. Mice or rats. They chewed through the baby’s mattress. They bred in the washing machine. They ate many things they weren’t meant to eat.

Further north on the Tweed River, they came out of the sugar cane fields when the fires burned.

A pet rat bit a young girl on the toe once in her kitchen  in Sydney. The local hospital didn’t know whether or not she needed a rabies shot. They didn’t give her one and she didn’t get rabies.

MAY BE NO 8

ON THE eBENCH : Watch this Space. I am going for one month of writing in the 3rd person ( more or less). Describing a photograph or topic. That should be interesting. Post of 250 words. Leaving ME out of it.(more or less)

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THE YAAN: 250 words it is. Café bookshops. Well, the Kindle cometh. Randwick is near a University. The University of New South Wales. It’s also near a very large hospital and has some fine old churches as well. Someone was found dead on the street there the other day. They appear to have plummetted from a balcony. 

In the University of New South Wales, a convention of Narcotics Anonymous was held back in the late 1980s. 1987, to be precise. More than 1000 addicts in Recovery. At some stage, an announcement came that the attendees of the N.A. Convention were not to swim in the University Pool. It was early-ish days for AIDS terror. Addicts seem to have threatened the sense of security at the Uni Pool.

This week, over at the other University in Sydney, the one called the University of Sydney, the Riot Squad of Police was called in to calm the Staff and Students following savage cuts to the budget and staffing levels. RIOT POLICE. Some of the Students watching wore the blank, shocked faces of disbelief as they did in the late 1960s.

Meanwhile back in the Bookshop Cafes of this world, people read and eat and drink coffee. 

Urunga doesn’t have a bookshop café. It doesn’t have a University either. It did have a bookshop café in 1974. A little one with very old books.

One thing about NOW is that each house could access http://openlibrary.org/ if it chose. Ot it could read the BELLINGER COURIER SUN at home.