Sometimes on the way to your dream,

you get lost and find a better one.

Wednesday, November 22, 2017

Whimsical Wednesday # 306

Welcome back to Whimsical Wednesday!

The day for your googled giggle that gets you over the hump that is Wednesday and sliding down into the weekend.


 

Sunday, November 19, 2017

Sunday Selections # 354

Welcome back to Sunday Selections.

Begun way back in the mist of time by Kim of Frog Ponds Rock and now continued by me, with a drastic relaxation of rules.


Originally meant for showcasing old photos lost on your files, never seeing the light of day, the meme has morphed into photos of your choice, new or old, good or not-so-good, anything you please, but nothing rude please.


If you are participating, please leave me a comment so I can buzz along and have a look.
Elephant's Child always participates, and her pictures are always worth seeing.



Let's begin:

love-in-the-mist is blooming in the garden next door, I don't remember its other name

the Silky Oak across the road is gloriously golden

Star Jasmine is everywhere

I like these conical hanging baskets,

one of which has three budgies in it, ornamental of course

can you see the white cones on this tree? I believe it is a spruce, but I'm happy to be corrected

is that better? They look like Christmas ornaments don't they? They'll soon turn a lovely golden brown.

the oleander is covered in blossoms and bees

I think this is Echium, but can't be sure,

it usually has the cones full of these tiny blue flowers which are more purple in reality, I must have missed the flowering time

daisies are popping up everywhere

acanthus too, (bear claw, oyster plant)

I like the deeply lobed leaves which are usually a much darker shade of green

my bulb stems are finally looking like straw, it's time to cut them back, these were the Ixias.

across the road, the house at the front of the block is finished

with even the front yard landscaped, I believe the owners have taken possession, so there will be no more photos of this

the two houses at the back of the block still have a way to go.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 



Saturday, November 18, 2017

*sigh*

Lola is moulting.

this is off a small section of the edge of my table where she insists on rubbing her head and shoulders



Need I say more?

the dark shadows in the red rubber mitt are clumps of hair after just two strokes down Lola's back, you may be able to see the fuzzy bits sticking out over the edge of the white edging.

I am adrift in a sea of cat hair :(

Friday, November 17, 2017

Wednesday's Words on a Friday

The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles.

The aim of the words is to encourage us to write, a story, a poem, whatever comes to mind.
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along and read it.


This month the words are supplied by Elephant's Child and can be found here.


This week's words are:


1. agonizing 
2. murder
3. sleet
4. stimulating
5. flowers
6. offer

and/or:

1. dramatic
2. distinct
3. zany
4. typical
5. sip
6. discovery

and an image of a window which I have included, along with another image of my own

Here is my story:

The waiting was agonizing. Elizabeth stared through the window at the sleet outside. "This is so typical," she fumed. "I plan everything around a sunny day and Mother Nature brings me this. And where is Ricky anyway? If anything happens to that cake, I'll murder him!"

"Now you stop being so dramatic dear," said Grandma Molly. "Come away from that window, come and sit over here by me. Everything else is in place, the flowers look lovely, Ricky is probably just held up in traffic. This weather would slow down a stampede."

Elizabeth turned towards Grandma and suddenly felt faint, right away Grandma was there to steady her.  "Come on now, sit down and take a sip of this lovely hot tea, you'll find it's quite stimulating."
Elizabeth sipped and a look of surprise crossed her face. "What is this Grandma? The flavour is quite distinct, but I can't put a name to it."

"It's aniseed, dear, this is licorice tea. I found it in that new 'Herbal Health' shop. A wonderful discovery if I may say so. The zany hippie type behind the counter had a great offer, two packets for the price of one. Of course I don't think she's really a hippie, those days are long gone, but she dressed and played the part well.
Grandma handed over a plate of sliced fruit saying,

 "now you eat some of this before you faint, here it is three o'clock in the afternoon and I believe you skipped breakfast in your excitement this morning. Let's turn a light on now, it's getting a bit gloomy in here." 
Grandma turned on the corner lamp and a smile appeared on Elizabeth's face. "Look Grandma, the hanging ornaments are reflected in the window, they look pretty against the grey of outside."

Grandma agreed and sat back down, helping herself to the fruit. "What time do you expect them home dear?"
"Around five o'clock Mum said."

"I'm really happy for her," said Grandma. "Maggie was in a dark place for a while after your dad took off, then all those years raising you and Ricky on her own, I'm glad she met James, she deserves this happiness now."
"I'm glad too," said Elizabeth. "I can't wait to hear the honeymoon stories. France and Switzerland must be so much more exciting than Brown's Beach."

Just then Ricky appeared in the doorway, " got some bad news Liz," he said. "That cake.."
A look of horror took over Elizabeth's face. "What happened??"
"Well, it was just so delicious," Ricky rubbed his tummy and wiggled his eyebrows. "I ate the whole thing on the way home."
"Oh you!" Elizabeth threw a slice of apple at him and the tension eased as suddenly they were children again, shrieking and laughing as they chased down the hall and out onto the porch.

"Now that's more like it," said Grandma Molly happily, as she put her feet up and settled back to await the newlyweds.
 
 

Wednesday, November 15, 2017

Whimsical Wednesday # 305

Welcome back to Whimsical Wednesday!

The day for your googled giggle that gets you over the hump that is Wednesday and sliding down into the weekend.


I do this far too often 😊
 

Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Lola, but no photo

I'm sure you don't mind, you've all seen her by now.

So, Miss Fancypants, aka Lola, has become very comfortable here. So comfortable she's begun playing with her toys. Little soft rubber balls about an inch across, larger ones that fit in the palm of my hand, and hard plastic ones with bells inside.

Her favourite playtime seems to be around 2-3am, so I've started putting away the noisy toys, leaving only the silent rubber balls. Once she's lost all of those under the bed or couch, she either goes back to sleep or gallops around to let me know that I'd better get up and feed her if I want to get any more sleep that night.

So of course I get up and feed her and go right back to sleep while she eats. 

I've noticed something new in the past week or so, when she's galloping around there's a clickety-clackety sound as well. The girl needs a manicure. An appointment has been made. Tomorrow morning, at 11am, Lola will be getting those claws trimmed. 
Hopefully, anaesthetic won't be needed, there are two vets on duty each Wednesday and I'm assured one will be able to hold Lola while the other does the trimming.

In other news, I no longer have to care for Pat's budgie, Mitchell. I mentioned to Pat that my itching was getting pretty bad and I wasn't sleeping well anymore and asked if I could take the budgie to someone else for care. Pat agreed, telling me that E has been wanting another bird since he lost his a couple of years ago, so I knocked on his door and asked would he like to have Mitchell, yes was the reply, so I delivered bird, cage and bucket of seed that same afternoon. Two days later, the itching was gone. Also the low-grade constant headache and I'm sleeping well again.

Sunday, November 12, 2017

Sunday Selections # 353

Welcome back to Sunday Selections.

Begun way back in the mist of time by Kim of Frog Ponds Rock and now continued by me, with a drastic relaxation of rules.


Originally meant for showcasing old photos lost on your files, never seeing the light of day, the meme has morphed into photos of your choice, new or old, good or not-so-good, anything you please, but nothing rude please.


If you are participating, please leave me a comment so I can buzz along and have a look.
Elephant's Child always participates, and her pictures are always worth seeing.


Today we're celebrating Australian early Summer. I know the calendar says Spring, but the temperatures here are hot enough for me to say it's Summer.

But first: 

on the right of this photo you'll see the flimsy metal storage shelves I've had in the back porch, on the left, one of two cupboards that I've replaced them with.

Taller, wider and deeper, this hold much more than the shelves and I can close the doors to keep out dust (ha ha) and have it look neater. The other cupboard is half the height of this one, so it fits neatly under the bathroom windowsill or whatever you call those bricks that jut out from the wall. They came flat-packed, from cheap-as-chips, and I had no hope of putting them together, so sent a text message to my brother who came to the rescue and put them together in no time.

Later that evening, while propped up on the bed reading, I fancied a cup of coffee, so got up to make one. When I got back to the bedroom>>

Lola had pinched my warm and comfy spot. She does that a lot now, likes to lie where I've been or just curls up next to me on the bed or close by on the couch if I'm at the table in the lounge room.

Moving on to Pat's garden, that hasn't had a drop of watering apart from a bit of rain,

her roses are doing very well, in yellows,

reds,

a froth of white peeking over the rosemary, which has been trimmed to half its size,

my favourite sunset roses at the end of my front path, very close to where I last saw Angel,

and some very pretty pink ruffles that remind me of long ago little girl's party dresses.

Hibiscus are blooming in two tones,

pinks,

and brilliant reds.

The neighbour's footpath garden is a big drift of blooming colour >>

it's grown and changed quite a bit, the yellows are new,

I believe they are Cosmos,

in singles,

and doubles,

hollyhocks are standing tall, much taller than me

and dainty Gaura dances in the slightest breeze.

There are lilies in bright yellow,

and pink

and Queen Anne's Lace in abundance.

Finally, an entire (small) rose bowl of roses,

full-sized blooms

all on one handy main stem.