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23 JULY 2011 : RELAXING : SATURDAY.

AND ASSORTED WINTERTIME REFLECTIONS.

JACKET The Australian Women's Weekly (1932 - 1982), Wednesday 18 April 1956,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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On the eBENCH mid morning.

Today, I am truly laid back with only afternoon plans. I do a good few Markets since I came back to the Bellingen Shire. Today, I could be at GROWERS’ MARKET which is one I enjoy but have opted out of for a week or two.

What I am thinking about is the climate in this area ?  Its not specially cold and not specially hot. Its rather wet.

http://www.bom.gov.au/climate/averages/tables/cw_059001.shtml

http://www.bellingenweather.org/data/temp.html

http://weather.farmonline.com.au/climate/station.jsp?lt=site&lc=59001

It seems to me that we cater in this area for a very ORDINARY climate in our habitations and clothing and activities. In the 1960s, the powers that be decided to be progressive and designed a high school uniform for all of us at WILEY PARK GIRLS’ HIGH SCHOOL which would suit both Summer and Winter. It didn’t work. Not even the innovative shoestring tie or the jaunty green beret made the uniform work for all seasons.

quilt The Australian Women's Weekly (1932 - 1982), Wednesday 19 August 1981,

Its much the same up here. A lot of the houses aren’t warm enough in Winter nor cool enough in Summer.  Nor are our clothes.  Or our chosen activities.  We do tend to have gumboots. That’s one wise move. And now that we are allowed to have wood fires again, there are some warm homes.

Anyways, I was looking at last week’s market pictures and thinking that there really were some good Winter outfits there. Specially the lady with the rug coat in the top picture. That’s a little ripper and I suspect that the young lady in the dress has an abundance of undergarments to keep her warm.

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THE WINTER TROVE

winter poem Western Mail (Perth, WA 1885 - 1954), Thursday 12 February 1942

Western Mail (Perth, WA : 1885 – 1954), Thursday 12 February 1942

heater The Australian Women's Weekly (1932 - 1982), Wednesday 4 June 1958,

The Australian Women’s Weekly (1932 – 1982), Wednesday 4 June 1958,
http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article51940604

PRUE ACTON HOODED CAPE The Australian Women's Weekly (1932 - 1982), Wednesday 5 May 1971, page 86,

The Australian Women’s Weekly (1932 – 1982), Wednesday 5 May 1971, page 86

http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article44800424

cold The Australian Women's Weekly (1932 - 1982), Wednesday 23 March 1955,

The Australian Women’s Weekly (1932 – 1982), Wednesday 23 March 1955

http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article48516143

OVALTINE The Australian Women's Weekly (1932 - 1982), Saturday 25 May 1940

The Australian Women’s Weekly (1932 – 1982), Saturday 25 May 1940

http://nla.gov.au/nla.news-article51279385

Best I start a new post of treatments for my friends who are unwell this winter. Lets see what else the TROVE has to offer.

20 JULY 2011 : RELAXING WITH HORSES

GINGER THE HORSE IN URUNGA

Early 1900s.

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GETTING TO KNOW HORSES

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Morning, All. I thought I had best mention the Horses. I know almost nothing about horses so this is not coming from a horse fanatic’s viewpoint. Just from a woman who views horses each morning. There must be something to learn from the Horse. There is always something to learn.

I have been in the Cottage for over a year and it is a horse property so I have had the chance to learn a few things. I have my usual animal/human relationships with them. A slight distance and mutual scrutiny. I have the same thing in most of my human/human dealings as well.

Lets see what I can discover about horses this morning before I go out along South Arm Road to Brierfield.

I was raised in a city by city parents. My mother, Joy Bell, had ridden when she was girl during the war. She rode on her Uncle’s dairy farm up in Bangalow. with her cousin Maisie Beckinsale.  They didn’t talk about learning to ride. They simply rode. I don’t have a picture of them riding but I do have another family one with a kid on the back, Barebacked, Barefooted. Big Horse as well.

That’s taken way back – maybe in the 1940s.

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2.32 p.m. Home from visiting the Cheery Redhead out in the Bush and back to thinking about horses and the many things I don’t know about them. I shall go historical and see how horses have figured in the newspapers in past times. Beginning with Urunga, Raleigh, Bellingen and Environs and Horses. These articles say a lot about horses in this area. They say a lot about the people too.

horse The Sydney Morning Herald (NSW 1842 - 1954), Thursday 25 May 1933, horse sulky The Sydney Morning Herald (NSW 1842 - 1954), Monday 8 January 1912

The Sydney Morning Herald 

Thursday 25 May 1933

The Sydney Morning Herald  Monday 8 January 1912
horse fraud Clarence and Richmond Examiner (Grafton, NSW  1889 - 1915), Saturday 13 February 1915, horsebox The Sydney Morning Herald (NSW 1842 - 1954), Tuesday 14 July 1936,
Clarence and Richmond Examiner (Grafton, NSW : 1889 – 1915), Saturday 13 February 1915 The Sydney Morning Herald (NSW : 1842 – 1954), Tuesday 14 July 1936,
horse pinned The Sydney Morning Herald (NSW 1842 - 1954), Tuesday 10 January 1933, horse flood
The Sydney Morning Herald (NSW : 1842 – 1954), Tuesday 10 January 1933, The Advertiser (Adelaide, SA : 1889 – 1931), Saturday 15 April 1916,
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AND NOW FOR SOME HORSE CARTOONS FROM THE MATIONAL LIBRARY OF AUSTRALIA HISTORIC NEWSPAPERS.

HORSE SWIM The Brisbane Courier (Qld. 1864 - 1933), Saturday 9 October 1926

The Brisbane Courier (Qld. : 1864 – 1933), Saturday 9 October 1926

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The Mail (Adelaide, SA : 1912 – 1954), Saturday 22 May 1943

When we lived in Sydney in our brick flat in South Coogee, we used to sit and watch the clip of MAN FROM THE SNOWY RIVER over and over in an attempt to catch the frame with the horse’s eye as they leapt over the edge. Then she would hit pause on the old Beta Video Machine and we would look in amazement. Good Night for now. I shall leave you with a North Country Song and the web address for VALERY TRAIL RIDES just up the way from here.

14 JULY 2011 :ON THE BENCH: RELAXING ON BASTILLE DAY.

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A WORD TO THE WISE.

IF IT FEELS URGENT – DON’T DO IT.

I don’t know a lot about Bastille Day. I did once when I was studying French at High School but that was long ago and long ago’s gone.

I. myself, am in no mood for storming fortresses of any kind. I am totally on the Bench today. Feet up on the wee footstool I have and watching Leo, the horse. He’s standing at the front fence in much the same way as I am sitting here. Head drooping. Ears dangling and eyes half closed. I hope its not the dreaded Hendra Virus.

Mine isn’t a virus – just a deep relaxation. A post crisis collapse. This, then, is freedom. With ClassicFM radio playing and  one horse to watch whilst I think of little girls and cities.

I rarely have enjoyed a winter. I came north many years ago with the determination to not be cold again. This year is colder than we usually have and our Cottage is not a warm cottage. And yet, I am in many ways enjoying this Winter.

Years ago, I was watching Margie Boney fish and I envied her her ability to be still. I have that ability now and I take excellent care of it. I like myself very well in the midst of stillness. There is something very still about Today. Even the fiery Leo is simply standing there. I am watching him and he is watching me.

Today, I am off duty.

How odd is this link to BASTILLE DAY Celebrations ?

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It feels like Bastille times to me when I am less at rest.

I had best not agitate myself into a Bastille Storming Mood today. Relaxation is my personal pledge despite the LET THEM EAT CAKE attitude of present times. I did have something happen in the last fortnight which caught my attention. I won two tickets to a Formal Dinner to celebrate Sawtell’s Chilli Week. $100 per head. I didn’t want them. I don’t like the obscenity of the LET THEM EAT CAKE world.I offered them to people I knew, to anyone on Facebook. I offered them everywhere I knew – and NOONE wanted them. Noone wanted any part of it. Not the Cost, the wank value – nothing. I was rather touched by that one.

And now for sheer pleasure. Leo has moved. The calves are coming up from the Garlic. The chooks are at the glass doors and its cold. I had a weekend ahead of me which looked URGENT. I cancelled ALL OF IT.

I am fortunate enough to have been alive when MONTY PYTHON came to Earth. How good is that ?

Oh Oh. This sitting has its own heartbeat stirrers. One of the calves has left the field of garlic and is now in Leo’s paddock. Leo is a racehorse and unaccustomed to cattle. The Calf has got itself into the wrong paddock. Trying to reach its mother but come through the wrong section of fence. This could be interesting.  One white cattle egret is following the calf.

In the meantime, while I sit here and wait and watch, here’s a classic french piece of joy and delight.

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Well, the Farmer came and fetched the calf and all the other cattle as well. I think they’re going into the paddock over the road where they’ve built a new solid fence after the flood.

Netwise, I joined GOOGLE+ last night and am experimenting with that. I am also resurrecting my old LIZZYFOREAL animated GIF site. That was my pleasure in early days of blogging. Its been dormant for a couple of years but I am taking another look.

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9 JULY 2011 : WATCHING OVER ME : WITHOUT A HOME.

 
MY SISTER WITH A HOMELESS MAN AT SYDNEY’S EDDY AVENUE WHERE OUR GRANDFATHER, POPPA BELL, WAS A TRAMWAYS SIGNALS COORDINATOR.
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This article is what started me thinking.
ORLANDO FOOD NOT BOMB ACTIVISTS.

They just wanted to feed the hungry.

But now seven activists face charges of violating an Orlando, Florida city ordinance that could net them 60 days in jail, a $500 fine or both.

On June 6, four people were arrested in Orlando’s Lake Eola Park for passing out vegan food to the homeless for breakfast.

They are Steve Willis, Dylan Howeller, Noelle Bivens, and Brock Monroe.

Last week, Jonathan ‘Keith’ McHenry, 54, Ben Markeson, 49, and Jessica Cross, 24, were released from the Orange County Jail on $250 bail each, according to the Orlando Sentinel.

Judge Thomas Kirkland gave the three charged people a trespass warning and told them they must keep away from Lake Eola Park, where they had been serving free food to the homeless with their anti-poverty activist group Orlando Food Not Bombs.

But Mr Markeson said that Food Not Bombs would continue to feed those in need in Lake Eola Park. He said he and Ms Cross would stay away from the parks, and help cook food elsewhere.

Mr Markeson told reporters: ‘I don’t know why they’re so threatened by people ladling out food’.

Read more: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1394924/Orlando-Food-Not-Bombs-activists-ARRESTED-feeding-homeless-city-parks.html#ixzz1RbaWdYiz

NANA AND POPPA BELL.

50s nana (jessie) & poppa (mick) bell

THE YAAN

 
10 Tips on Writing the Living Web
by MARK BERNSTEIN
1. Write for a reason
2. Write often
3. Write tight
4. Make good friends
5. Find good enemies
6. Let the story unfold
7. Stand up, speak out
8. Be sexy

9. Use your archives

Link to work you’ve already written – especially to good work that you wrote long ago. Don’t be shy about linking to yourself: linking to your own work is a service, not self-promotion.

 

I thought  back in 2004 that I had reached my own stone pillow salvation. Now I live with a loved one, amongst loved ones but I am not sure that my own  Stone Pillows will not haunt me forever.

 

 

ONLY A SUFFERING GOD WILL DO.

6 JULY 2011: WATCHING OVER ME : LET THE STORY UNFOLD.

JULIA READY

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THE MOTHER OF THE MOTHER OF MY MOTHER.

10 Tips on Writing the Living Web
by MARK BERNSTEIN
1. Write for a reason
2. Write often
3. Write tight
4. Make good friends
5. Find good enemies

6. Let the story unfold

6. Let the story unfold

The Living Web unfolds in time, and as we see each daily revelation we experience its growth as a story. Your arguments and rivalries, your ideas and your passions: all of these grow and shift in time, and these changes become the dramatic arc of your website.

A song for Granny Bell – aka Mary Anne.

 

And one for Grandmother Julia.

LETTING THE STORY UNFOLD.

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5 JULY 2011 : WATCHING OVER ME : FIND GOOD ENEMIES.

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The mother of the father of my mother.

10 Tips on Writing the Living Web
by MARK BERNSTEIN
1. Write for a reason
2. Write often
3. Write tight
4. Make good friends

5. Find good enemies

5. Find good enemies

A handful of individuals seemingly live for controversy and seek out ways to create and inflame disputes. These so-called trolls are chiefly the bane of discussion groups but occasionally find their way into the Living Web. Never engage them; you cannot win. (Trolls, when ignored, will usually retire. If they cause danger or damage that cannot be ignored, the police and the courts will assist you.)