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WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE : FACES.

Okay. Friday Night and the choice for this week is made. It was triggered by FrizzText’s SWEET KAZOO post ( see below). The man I live with plays Kazoo and has a truly craggy face.

That makes my choice for this week’s Photo Challenge.

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Now to wait for tonight’s new challenge. Sleep well, All. A rough take at the SOUTH GRAFTON EMPORIUM MUSIC CAFÉ a couple of years back.

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APRIL 15 2011: DAY NO 106 of 2011 : IN TIME, IT WILL HAVE ITS WAY.

Men may dam it and say that they have made a lake, but it will still be a river. It will keep its nature and bide its time, like a caged animal alert for the slightest opening. In time, it will have its way; the dam, like the ancient cliffs, will be carried away piecemeal in the currents. Wendell Berry.

RIVER QUOTES

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The quote above comes from a site I really like – THE RIVERS PROJECT.

Its an American site and I use it often. I like Rivers. This year we saw the Brisbane River assert itself and have its way. The Premier of Queensland wept and she spoke of the image of the Capital City as a 21st Century Modern City being washed out to sea. The River refused to be caged and walked on with floating walkways.

I knew little of Brisbane until 2007-2008 when I lived there while Izzy worked at the AUSTLIT project at the University of Queensland. We lived in the suburbs of Red Hill and Auchenflower and the Uni was at St Lucia. Google any of these words and you will see what happened to these suburbs at the beginning of 2011.

 

PHOTOS BEFORE AND AFTER.

THE FLOATING WALKWAY.

 

 

 

BRISBANE AND QUEENSLAND FLOODS ADOPT A CHILD OR FAMILY.

It might be best NOT to fight with the Earth. It seems to be quite capable of WAITING and coming back to itself – in its own time. I have watched the floods and seen the obscenity of the Gold Coast with its tottering towers. From Terranora Ridge I could see the black needle building which was in the early 2000s said to be ‘the tallest residential building in the world’. For some reason it always appeared to be BLACK. Dark. I don’t know why.  

Years back when ‘bushwalking’ was peaking in its aggressiveness, I watched and wondered what the hurry was and then a Nambucca  Man commented on the folly of it and the insult to the bush of the striding out, the heavy footed trekking and he went on walking through the bush. Taking note of a leaf here and a piece of fruit there. Just walking. Barely disturbing a thing. That’s an entirely different creature from ‘bushwalking’. Walking through the Bush is much like the River winding its way along.

I read in a Readers’ Digest once about a Safari in Africa – that was written back when white fellas hired black fellas to show them through the jungle. The White Fella roared through the jungle in a hurry to get no place and realised that the bearers weren’t with him. He back tracked and found them sitting on the ground and on logs, doing what looked like nothing.

Says he –“ What are you doing ?”

Says they – read this carefully and don’t underestimate the Storyteller – “We are waiting for our souls to catch up with our bodies.”

Men may dam it and say that they have made a lake, but it will still be a river. It will keep its nature and bide its time, like a caged animal alert for the slightest opening. In time, it will have its way; the dam, like the ancient cliffs, will be carried away piecemeal in the currents. Wendell Berry.

RIVER QUOTES