Sometimes on the way to your dream,

you get lost and find a better one.

Wednesday, October 26, 2016

Whimsical Wednesday # 250

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.

"Just because you're mad at someone, doesn't mean you stop loving them."

Tuesday, October 25, 2016

this one is for Murr

Some of you may know Murr, you see her listed on my sidebar about once a week, as murrmurrs. Maybe you've clicked on that and read some of her hilarious posts.

We've never met in real life and probably never will, but I enjoy her blog immensely and call her my friend.

Murr Brewster is a bird watcher and when I saw this cartoon in the Sunday Paper, I knew I had to post it here for her.

so here it is, just for you Murr.

Monday, October 24, 2016

Musical Monday #123

Musical Monday

I was introduced to Musical Monday by Delores who copied the meme from another site.
I think it’s a fun way to show off some of the music we like and brighten up our Mondays at the same time. 

I’ll be finding my clips on you tube, so will simply credit that site since there are often so many versions of everything and I wouldn’t want to accidentally credit the wrong artist.

Today’s clip is: Billy Idol

Hot In The City

Sunday, October 23, 2016

Sunday Selections # 299

Welcome back to Sunday Selections!

This once-a- week-meme was originally begun by Kim of Frog Ponds Rock, as a way to showcase some of the many photos we all take, but don't get around to showing on our blogs.

The rules are very simple:-
1. post photos of your choice, old or new, under the Sunday Selections title
2. link back to me, River, somewhere in your post
3. leave me a comment so that I know you've joined in and can come over and see what you've posted.
4. hop on over to Elephant’s Child to see more of her wonderful photos.
I usually go with a theme for my Sunday Selections and this week is a random selection taken in and around my home.

the big agapanthus bed which should begin blooming soon, although there aren't any flower heads showing yet.

usually I pass this unit and there are a dozen birds sitting right on the edge of the gutter, until this time when I remembered to take the camera :(

bright red bottlebrush against a bright blue sky

cheerful daisies

the front garden by the main road driveway entrance.

pink roses,

and white, lining the opposite side of that same driveway.

I opened a new bucket of honey and was greeted by this smiley face.

sleepyhead Angel, who woke up several hours into the night and threw up on this quilt,

which then needed washing (*~*),

leaving the patchwork quilt exposed.

It looks so much brighter when I turn on the light!

pretty, yes? The squares are silk, and a little fragile, the quilt being made from pieces of old Indian Saris and hand stitched with coloured threads as you see here. I bought this from a place called Eastern Silk, way back when I was still working, and I didn't want Angel getting his claws into it,

so I covered it with this crocheted blanket made for me by Jayne a few years ago. It's usually on the couch and Angel's favourite blanket.



Friday, October 21, 2016

Wednesday's Words on a Friday

On Wednesdays, assorted people have been taking monthly turns at putting up a selection of words which is called “Words for Wednesday”.

This month the meme continues here, at Elephant’s Child’s blog, with words supplied by Elephant’s Child in place of Jacqui, who is sadly unable to be with us.

Essentially the aim is to encourage us to write.   

Each week we are given a choice of prompts: which can be words, phrases, music or images.   What we do with those prompts is up to us:  a short story, prose, a song, a poem, or treating them with ignore...

Some of us put our creation in comments on the post, and others post on their own blog.  We would really like it if as many people as possible joined in with this fun meme.
If you are posting on your own blog - let us know so that we can come along and read your masterpiece.

It’s a fun challenge…why not join in?

This week's words are:

1. prank
2. arms
3. regret
4. light
5. hostility 
6. crime


1. astronaut
2. wolf
3. prophesy
4. guillotine
5. bootlegger
6. adorable

Here is my story:

It had been more than a year now since Flash Jack and Hound Dog had been tried and sent to prison, each for fifteen years with a non-parole period of twelve years.

The hostility between gangs and the crime rate in the small city had fallen dramatically with their incarceration, a few months later, the gangs themselves had dispersed. Made of mostly younger boys held in thrall by the swaggering confidence of their 'leaders' and the gifts bestowed by them, it was relatively easy to send them home to the welcoming arms of their families.

There were, however, a couple of older boys who still spoke with admiration of Flash Jack and Hound Dog and continued to play pranks within the community. These pranks weren't anything illegal so far, but the possibility of the boys' behaviour escalating with each prank they got away with was high. 

They seemed to have no regrets at all, even in light of new evidence showing the two older criminals had been consorting with small arms dealers and had been planning a series of robberies. It appeared they'd wanted to recreate the era of the Bootleggers of the 1920s, with all the monetary gain they'd heard about.

The break room at the Police Station was buzzing with conversations on how to stop these youngsters before they got out of control. Phil and Greg were only fourteen, still young enough to change their ways, but another year or so would see them entrenched in bad behaviour, possibly eventually following Flash Jack and Hound Dog to prison. Nobody wanted that, except maybe Phil and Greg who were still enchanted by being the "bad boys".

Sergeant Harrison's idea was to hold a city funded Halloween party, with a costume competition for children under ten, 'spooky' foods, jack'o'lanterns, "The whole works!" he so happily expounded.

There would be "trick or treat" doors staged around the city square, for children to knock at and be showered with treats.
Sergeant Harrison's extra idea was to have Phil and Greg each in charge of a small band of younger children for the trick or treating circuit. Perhaps a sense of responsibility would help them realise that good was better than bad.

It was also decided that possibly a "Big Brother" program could be started with Phil and Greg coming under the wing of an older officer, then learning to help out with younger children.
"Anything to keep them occupied enough to not think up fresh trouble," said Constable James.

It was decided the party should begin at dusk, with the trick or treat segment first, then inside the square on the grass other attractions would be held. 

Miss Tranmore was in favour of a gypsy tent where children could hear their personal prophesy. Her mother still had all the necessary equipment from her career as a party planner. The idea was well received and Miss Tranmore went to her computer to begin designing the flyers to be placed in letterboxes and shop windows all over town.
The old guillotine was dusted off and used to cut the flyers into interesting shapes that would attract attention.

Six weeks later, the square was alight with spooky orange lanterns throwing shadows as the children finished the trick or treat doors and lined up for the costume judging. 

"Look at them," gushed Miss Tranmore. "They're so adorable. There's an astronaut,  a pirate, a princess and a Big Bad Wolf holding hands with a tiny Red Riding Hood. I'm so glad I'm not a judge, I could never decide a winner."

Wednesday, October 19, 2016

Whimsical Wednesday # 249

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.

Grandma was here!

Tuesday, October 18, 2016

what to do? what to do?

I'm having a hard time deciding what to do with all the bulbs I planted.

When in bloom they are beautiful to look at, but the Ixias are so tall and spindly, the stems don't stay upright under the weight of the blooms, I have them tied to the windmill with a piece of cloth tape.

The freesias and bluebells are completely flattened, with squashed blooms, by the cats that lie on them, or by people tramping over the patch to pick a bit of this or that. 
One of the larger jades was broken right through the middle. I dug up the broken section and replanted it at the other end of the garden.

The ranunculus are lovely, but only one colour seems to have survived. I could buy more, but where would I put them? Maybe in a pot and dig up the originals and put them in a pot also, but the space I had for bulbs pots in the beginning, is now taken up with different plants in pots.

There are still some freesias in pots, but they too are flattened and not blooming at all, the daffodils I had in the front corner were once again stripped of buds before they bloomed, so I've dug them up and distributed the bulbs in other pots with cuttings that I hope will grow. 
Anemones? A fair bit of greenery appeared, but only three blooms which didn't last long. 

The croton stems are probably going to die, they were half dead when I bought them at the supermarket for 1/3 the original price. I'll put them back in pots and feed them Seasol, maybe they'll come good.

The herbs I had in pots aren't doing so well either, the mint is lovely for now, but the sage is dying and the oregano is hidden by whatever bulb greenery is also in the pot. I was sure I'd gotten all the bulbs out of there, or maybe the oregano died and then I planted bulbs and now they are fighting for space....

Most of the succulents are surviving, but not thriving, maybe I could put some of those back in pots and fill the porch steps, since I also have a path and don't need to use the steps to get to the front porch. 

I think the one big problem is that garden bed is so full of tree roots from the plum trees, and any time I dig in there, the roots are disturbed and send up lots of new shoots that I don't want. 

It gets a lot of north and west exposure, so summers are very hot and dry there, keeping up the water is costly and time consuming, which is why I tried the succulents. 

Too many of the plants I tried, failed, which is disheartening. I simply don't know what to do next. 
Perhaps I should have just left the ugly, prickly grasses and sat inside reading books instead?