One of my favourite sights in the bush are the King Parrots. Usually, I spot the magnificent male of the species, all alone. But this time my luck was in, since there he perched, high on a tree, not so very far away from his mate.
Enjoy!
Two reviews in two days may be nothing to big-time authors, but for little ol’ me, it’s stupendous!
Thank you, Jake!
Michaela Betrayed
by Margaret Lynette Sharp (Goodreads Author)
Throughout the novella “Michaela Betrayed” and the other short stories that make up the rest of this entertaining book, there is an undercurrent of wisdom; folk wisdom at that. The reader is going to feel as though he or she can see what’s coming, perhaps it will remind him or her of their own past experiences or those of a friend, or of their own families and of the things that they went through when they were young and of all the twists of fate that accompanied them; however, the ends are always surprising, leaving you with a good aftertaste and a smile.
There are, of course, many palatable morsels throughout the book that Ms Sharp has incorporated, here’s a sample or two: “Life was wonderful: and love the pinnacle of happiness.” I’m sure this will remind you of someone special. “Were we both about to find that music is the food of love?” Do you remember past loves when hearing a song or another piece of music? If you do, it is because you are a romantic. On the other hand, I did mention wisdom above, so here’s a couple of morsels on that: “But life is about balance…” and “Things tend to fix themselves up when there is genuine love between the parties.” So true, so down to earth.
Very enjoyable light reading, five stars; Jake Taylor
Memories…..
That’s what this Pelargonium sparks in my mind.
As a young child in my city home, I used to gather these and their companions, red geraniums, from our front garden.
Luckily, when we moved away to the suburbs, my family took slips, which struck with characteristic ease.
This is a direct descendant.
Enjoy!
It’s easy, going down….
That’s the thought that pops into my head as I approach this, the top of the hill that leads to our local swimming baths.
The lure of the water is enough to make me forget, at least for a whiie, the difficulty of climbing the steep return.
Nevertheless, the beautiful surroundings and refreshing salt water make it all so worthwhile.
A celebration of Spring…..well, perhaps that’s going to far, though here in Australia, among the exotics both Azaleas and Prunus rate highly.
This is a small section of our front garden. Further along, one finds more Azaleas –mostly the old-fashioned varieties. Waiting for their day in the sun, the Frangipanis are yet to sprout, though the hardy Geraniums and pelargoniums are in full bloom, now.
Where would we be without flowers?
In a place that I don’t wish to contemplate…..
Several times a month, Ron and I follow our favourite cover band, The Bandits, to various venues in Sydney. We love to hear their wonderful renditions of many of the greatest hits of the sixties, seventies and eighties; tunes made famous by both top Australian and overseas artists.
Sometimes, the band leader, Paul, encourages the audience to sing along; though many, both on the dance floor and in the background, need no encouragement, at least to mime.
Music can weave a special magic. What else can create such dramatic shifts in mood?
Whether you’re there to dance or just to listen, it’s easy to get transported to another time, another place: back to one’s younger days!