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THIS WEEK’S ENTRY BY ME FOR WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE OF FAMILY.

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MY DAUGHTER AND HER DAUGHTER.

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Topic #36 : headed south

Topic #36

Here’s today’s topic, brought to you by Plinky.com:

Write a story about yourself, told from your neighbor’s perspective.

Work Bonus: Write a story about yourself, from your coworker’s perspective.

MY NEIGHBOUR – looks across and see that the Starwagon is gone again for the night again.

She turns to her husband and says : “ I think they’ve gone away again, For the Night again”.

Topic #33: FEBRUARY 2 2011: “You’ve got to go out on a limb sometimes because that’s where the fruit is." Will Rogers

 

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THE FRUIT THE LIMB

GEM COLLECTION TOPIC:

FEBRUARY 2 2011: “You’ve got to go out on a limb sometimes because that’s where the fruit is.” Will Rogers.

MAX BARRY TECHNIQUE NO 5.

The Burst

What: You write in patches of 30-60 minutes. When you feel your concentration flag, you go do something else for 30 minutes, then return.

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500 words on GOING OUT ON A LIMB WHERE THE FRUIT IS. Free to write in a burst and then up and roam when the urge comes upon me.

The heat has come now. It didn’t seem like it was going to come this Summer but it has and with it are the major Australian Havocs. The Floods of Brisbane and now the biggest Cyclone in Australia’s History. I am watching the television. Some people don’t do that. I do. There is something HUGE about it that has always fascinated me. I don’t think its just voyeurism either. Its something of a group conscience. Unseen Spirits monkey reaching one another.

That’s one burst done. Quick cold shower now and some more washing on the line. The washing is drying even before it gets to the Line. Shower. Washing. Some photos of the activity between Bursts. Eye of the Cyclone.

BURST 2: a short one. Distracted  without a word written

Towels to hang out now. Another cold shower and check the temperatures while I watch the YASI approach on the Television. Check Twitter

Burst 3: no bursts at all so it seems. Phone call and visit. Heat building. Wondering what to do next. Best get rice bread and tahini. A cold drink and then SETTLE ! Settle and then go for a burst.

My O My.

Burst no 4.

Day is fairly passed and the writing bursts didn’t come at all. So I shall sit now and go for the last 500 words. I have been standing under the hose and mopping floors with eucalyptus oil while I consider the Gem Collection Topic.  Going out on a limb – sometimes – where the fruit is. Is that where it is ? My son had an apple tree. He lives up in the High Country. The apples fell from the tree hard and round and way before ripening. They would have made good missiles for warfare.

His father who also lives in the High Country has a plum tree. He sent a whole lot of plums down this Christmas but I forgot to bring them home, sweet and juicy as they were, and my daughter stewed them.

I don’t know how far out on the limb he had to go to pick the plums. It’s a nice image, this one of Will Rogers’ but I don’t quite know how valid it is.

There is a mulberry tree down the back paddock. Comes into fruit round about November. I didn’t see it in fruit  in 2010 but I do know mulberry trees pretty well. The fruit masses all over. The limbs are not limbs designed for climbing out on. So it seems to me.  We had a fine mulberry tree outside the Cottage in Murwillumbah. It grew down at the bottom of a drop of maybe 2 metres and we could reach the fruit while standing on the high footpath. It was indeed tempting to stretch a little dangerously over the edge of the fence railing for the particular piece of fruit which looked desirable but it wasn’t a good idea to do so.

I wonder what the consequences of going out on a limb actually are. I like the image of someone climbing out on the limb and sawing it off while sitting on the outer edge of the branch.

Maybe I could get Will to show me the tree he meant and the fruit he meant. Too often I think that the fruit on the end of the limb looks appealing just like the greener grass and the golden balls in the sky.

And now for the day before me. Not that there is much left of daylight. I might take a walk around the yard, take a look at the trees and consider the Rogers’ quote.

I haven’t been out on a literal limb very often, but I have been out on the bowsprit of a yacht in a cyclone. There was no fruit out there but it was a magnificent place to be. Especially for a woman of a timid nature like me.  Utiekah 3 that boat was. You can find it on the Net. That was 1973 that I stood there. Salted. Browned. Barefooted and Free.

Magnificent. Yes, That’s the word for it.

IMAGES OF THE DAY BETWEEN BURSTS.

Some of the things which called me away from writing 500 simple words.

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Watched the Rainbow Lorikeets .

Made some yoghurt.

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Did some washing in the monster machine.

Watched Cyclone Yasi approaching Far North Queensland.

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Hung washing out.

And sat down to Blog again.

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TODAY THE LARGEST CYCLONE EVER TO HIT AUSTRALIA IS ON ITS WAY TO THE COAST FAR NORTH FROM US.

Here is Queensland Premier, Anna Bligh, speaking this morning.
ANNA BLIGH: We are facing a storm of catastrophic proportions in a highly populated area.
You’ve heard all of the statistics and what it all adds up to is a very, very frightening time for people and their families.
This is not something that passes over the coast and is over in an hour – this is 24 hours of quite terrifying winds – anywhere up to 300 kilometres an hour – torrential rain, likely loss of electricity and mobile communications.
So people really need to be preparing themselves mentally as much as anything else.

Under consideration only.

WordPress Topic #33

Here’s today’s topic, brought to you by Plinky.com:

If you could have any job in the world, what would it be?

Bonus: What is the worst job you’ve ever had? What did you learn from it?

Topic #31: If you had your own reality show, what would it be called?

Topic #31.  Here’s today’s topic, brought to you by Plinky.com:

If you had your own reality show, what would it be called? What would it be about? Who would the main characters be?

The new reality Show.

ZARSOFFS ON THE FARM.

2 Racehorses and a Red Pony.

I shall provide you with some links and leave the reality to you.

http://www.facebook.com/izzyforeal

http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=35714348361

http://www.zarsoffbros.com/

http://zarsoffbros.bandcamp.com/album/back-catalogue

http://izzyforeal.wordpress.com/

There you go. There’s the name of the Show and the Characters and some Music. I leave it with you.

wwswf The Australian Women's Weekly , Wednesday 1 May 1968

Topic #31: What’s one piece of technology you can’t live without?

Topic #31: Here’s today’s topic, brought to you by Plinky.com:

What’s one piece of technology you can’t live without?

Bonus topics:  What technology do you wish would disappear from the world?

I no longer know what I could or could not live without. I don’t intend taking that to the wire to discover which of those things are essential to my survival either. Years back they put polio sufferers in an iron lung. Now that would be a grim piece of technology to be dependent upon.  Wonder whether I can find an image or article on that.

Yep. There they are. Tales of the Iron Lung.

DEAD AFTER 60 YEARS IN AN IRON LUNG.

LIFE IN AN IRON LUNG

 

FROM THE U.S. of A.

I am surely glad I don’t have to rely on an Iron Lung to Live.

 

Back in my world, where I am fortunate enough to not need an iron lung, what pieces of technology do I live with. I lived for quite a long time in the 1970s in a tent on a beach in Far North Queensland and I lived at Hungry Head with gas lights and a kero fridge. Nowadays I enjoy the PC world and the world of the Net. Rather like cars as well.  Lets see what other people think.

Top 20 most irritating pieces of technology.

No. Forget it. I can’t get my thinking past the Iron Lung.

I will close with this little story which I enjoy. I was shopping in Grafton one day in 2009 and amongst my shopping was a Peach. Yes – a Peach. Plain and simple. Took it to the checkout.  Handed it over with my other goods only to find somewhat of a delay while Techonology attempted to identify said Peach.  Says I; “ Its a peach”.

Says Checkout Person, with a smile; “ I don’t need to know what its called anymore. I just need its number”. 

Now that was a reassuring concept.

I do actually like Technology. Love the Net and Computers. Rather fond of the Remote Control and the Mobile Phone. I don’t think enough attention is being paid to the Techonology of the Housekeeping. I would like to go to bed at night and waken to a fully cleaned house. They never seem to get that one quite right. I wonder why not.

Just for now, I am investigating the world of STEAMPUNK. Introduction courtesy the Niece.

STEAMPUNK HOME.

STEAMPUNK

 

I am formulating a Plan at the moment. Its to do with LETTERS IN THE SAND and its nefarious. But it is forming. Something to do with the technology of Colonial Australia and the move into the 20th Century. Starting perhaps with the wreck of the Rosedale.

One word to the Wise- don’t underestimate the StoryTeller.

Topic #30 Here’s today’s topic, brought to you by Plinky.com: What’s going on in your life right now that’s driving you nuts?

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ferry

Starting off with images of things which are NOT driving me nuts. I do like a FERRY.  A car ferry. I like the crossing back and forth. The cables tied either side. This is the second ferry at Port Macquarie.

Its $3 each way in Port Macquarie and you pay before you get to the other side. 75 cents for local residents. You do, in fact, have to pay before you get on. Not the Styx option here.

 

A WASTED LIFE

Melinda Kendall.

A wasted life! This sad refrain

Comes surging through my ears again;

There’s no escape from thee, though fiend;

Thou art borne to me on every wind –

A wasted life! A wasted life!

By day or night, no peace for me;

Still, still before me I can see

The fragments of the dear dead past,

Which I (Oh! fool) from me have cast –

A wasted life! A wasted life!

I’ve tried to drown in lethean drain

This ruthless voice; but all in vain;

It comes with ten-fold force again,

And brings remorse to swell and strain –

A wasted life! A wasted life!

From out this deep dark Stygian sea,

While vainly struggling to be free,

I look above, and pray that I

No more may hear that awful cry –

A wasted life! A wasted life!

(Illawarra Mercury, April 8, 1884)

There’s a lot in a Ferryman’s song.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I suppose that about sums up everything that is driving me nuts in my life at the moment.

And now with my own calculations operative on when I can begin the new challenge I have found – I can begin it today and overlap with the DANA challenge for 2 days.

This post I finish with more images of the Ferry.

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AND HERE WE’LL STAY. HERE WE’LL STAY.