Fixing the blog comment issue

Following on a link from Fiona's blog I checked out what Shez had to offer on the subject.......tried it, and it works!

Don't forget to save your changes, though.

Dry dry dry

Wasn't there a song or a singing group or something a long time called wet wet wet?  That's not us......

 This was the view from our back yard yesterday, nothing but dry dead grass.

 The late afternoon sun makes it look greener than it is.

As a contrast, this was our view a few months after we moved here in 2010:

It looks like a different world, doesn't it.

The forecast for the rest of today and tomorrow is for rain, but we will believe it when it happens.  So far this afternoon we have had a dribble or two, enough to wet the path but not enough to get excited about.  So we won't.

Back in World War II the land where we now live was taken over by the military for an army camp.  Many young blokes trained here before being shipped elsewhere, one of them was my father; my mother was a local girl but he was from The Big Smoke Way Down South, all the way from another state, and must have seemed quite exotic to a sheltered girl in what was then a small country town.  They eventually married and had a family, which is how I came to be - and when we bought this house in 2010 it had completely slipped my mind that it was on the site of the army camp.  Fortunately there don't seem to be any ghosts.  The marriage wasn't happy, he eventually left (after more than 25 years, mind you!) and we never saw him again.

You know how social media puts ads on your page supposedly because of web sites you have browsed?  Ads generate a huge amount of revenue, I get that.....but how on earth did "they' get the idea that I would be interested in marathon ocean swimming?  I'm not, you know.  Far from it.  Every time I think about exercising, I have to lie down until the thought passes.  A female friend has had ads for bloke's see-through sheer undies in bright colours - doesn't the very thought give you the heebie-jeebies?  I will leave the ribald comments to your imagination.

A few stitches have happened in the sewing room, but as some of those stitches are for Surprises nothing will be shown just yet.  Some unpacking has also happened; it has been very easy to just leave things as they are, messy and in boxes, but it needs to be done.  For one thing there are several circular knitting needles which were packed away and haven't yet turned up.....I know they're somewhere, just don't know where.....

"Obedience.
If you would not have all your instructions and counsels ineffectual, teach your children to obey.  Government in a family is the great safeguard of religion and morals, the support of order and the source of prosperity.  Nothing has a greater tendency to bring a curse on a family than the insubordination and disobedience of children, and there is no more painful and disgusting sight than an ungoverned child."

You know, I agree wholeheartedly with those words.

Enjoy your days!

Musings on life and stuff like that

We have had rain!  A very little rain.....just 2.2 mls, not much more than a dribble and a drip, and it doesn't help the drought much.  But at least we can say that some wet stuff has fallen from the sky, and each passing day brings us closer to more rain.  We hope.

Gardens around town are looking the worse for wear.  The usual glorious autumn display was a mere shadow of its usual self, colours were tired and faded, and now those trees are bare anyway.  From the way some of them look now they may not be around next autumn, sadly.

However, the standard grevillea in our front yard is thriving!

 It is nearly up to my shoulder - I'm not very tall, about five ft two in - and looks spectacular in person.

 Foliage is grey-green, flowers are bright crimson.  Birds and bees love it, but sadly photos don't really do it justice - it's quite vivid.

A couple of pics from our holiday in Victoria two years ago that appear on our computer from time to time - is this a monster?  Or could it be merely a fallen tree?

 Having seen it in person I can tell you for sure - it's a tree.  Or an ex-tree, if you prefer.

With volcanoes in the news recently I am wondering if this vivid yellow rock was once part of a volcano?  It's not very big, about the size of an adult fist, but was quite a vivid sulphur yellow.

The U3A uke gig went off well last week, we played Happy Birthday (plus a few more songs) and the local branch is now ten years old.  Some footage was taken for the local news, however I managed to avoid most of it; the large camera being trundled around on the cameraman's shoulder had a bank of really very far-too-bright lights shining straight in the eyes of the hapless subject being filmed.  I took exception to that, and asked him to point it elsewhere.  He offered to turn the lights off, and I thanked him for that.  So he did.  It's all right for him - he's behind them!

I've been on TV a few times, don't care if I never am again.  Hate, loathe and detest having my photo taken anyway, so being on TV is a bridge too far.

Stuff is occasionally happening in the sewing room, the fiddly-diddly cutesy-poo applique block is done and will be handed over on Saturday.  I don't want it in my sewing room contaminating anything else......not a fan of cutesy-poo, me.  Some more tumblers have been cut, 560 done now, total needed is 840.  As my repro fabric stash doesn't contain 840 different fabrics I am cutting multiples of each; to date some have been cut from each and every fabric in said stash, so now I will start again and cut more from fabrics that didn't have many taken the first time round.

One has to be in a cutting-out mood for that, don't you find?  Sometimes I'm just not......sometimes I am in a sitting-down-and-reading-a-book mood.  So I do.  I really need to be in an unpacking-boxes mood more often too......those boxes aren't unpacking themselves, you know.....

"The eyes.
Beautiful eyes are the gift of Nature, and can owe little to the toilet.  As in the eye consists much of the expression of the face, therefore it should be borne in mind that those who would have their eyes bear a pleasing expression must cultivate pleasing traits of character and beautify the soul, and then this beautiful soul will look through its natural windows."

Riiiiiight........you all thought so too, didn't you?

Enjoy your days!