April: Month of mists and mellow fruitfulness and the sunrise

April 1st  2023

Gazing out at the horizon
which today looked like soft hills
we waited

the sunrise was late 
it had a mountain to climb 
one of cloud  
gentle rolling 
and peaking at the point of sunrise.

More people were out 
standing,   watching
surfing  paddle boarding 
there were fishermen, walkers, some sitting
plovers, pelicans, seagulls, and a heron 
watching,  waiting  
yet as we say 
the light shall overcome
the new sun did not disappoint.

It clambered up
shimmered gold 
along the rim of clouds
and then burst into the world.

April the month of  
of mists and mellow fruitfulness
had arrived

 

 

Feast of the Annunciation and the YES that changed the world

Feast of the Annunciation
25th March
I am sure many of you, like me, love the art work of Julie Vivas and have poured over many a children’s book (Possum Magic, Our Granny etc) enjoying her work. One that I bought for myself some years ago is The Nativity in which all the characters hail from the Australian bush.
I love this picture of the angel Gabriel having a chat with Mary over a cuppa. Not the fine art that we usually see in depictions of the Annunciation down through the ages, but one which might bring a smile and remind us of our own annunciations around many a kitchen table. Classical or contemporary art, the message remains the same –
“Be it done unto me according to thy word…”
Gabriel and Mary, come to meet us this day and speak to us of God
Thank you Jamboroo Abbey for this beautiful reflection.
How i love Julie Vivas’ illustrations.  And as a child how I loved the Feast of the Annunciation where Mary as a young girl said ‘YES’   and the exact 9 months till 25th December was so neat.

Now I love the idea of our own annunciations
and all our sharing  around our Kitchen table.

White Pebbles Haiku Group Autumn Ginko by Beverley George

White Pebbles Haiku Group Autumn Meeting Report

March 11th 2023

As soon as we met up for this meeting we knew it was going to be a very special one indeed. The sun was gently shining and all the diverse shades of green in the garden were sparkling. Soon we were off for our ginko and silent jotting.  Smiles across the ponds and along the pathways.

At 11 o’clock we gathered at the round table in the downstairs room we hire, which has glass doors that overview a quiet end of the garden. We were very sorry that two of our regular members, Samantha Hyde and Maire Glacken, were unable to attend this time, but were pleased to greet two visitors, Meredith Ferris and Frances Carleton, and our guest presenter, Carole Harrison, each of whom joined in congenially with our group and enhanced the day. Carole was one of the organisers and presenters of ‘Haiku Down Under’ on-line conference October 7-9 2022 and editor and cover-illustrator of ‘Poetry From The Edge’ the conference anthology. Members present at our meeting were Marilyn Humbert, Kent Robinson, Gwen Bitti, Colleen Keating, Verna Rieschild, Michael Thorley and Beverley George.

We shared a haiku we had each brought with us and one we had jotted on our ginko. Then it was time for our main session led by Carole Harrison, who had kindly journeyed up from Jamberoo, as she did for a Bowerbird tanka group meeting in the Pearl Beach Arboretum last year.  Her presentation was to show us how we might write haiku on stones, some of which were partly painted, others left plain. To this end Carole brought with her the stones we would use and Kent brought some dark river stones he had gathered for the purpose. Carole also brought the writing implements we needed and we wrote on two stones each – a lovely way in which to further share and enjoy haiku. It was relevant to add a simple drawing such as a leaf or feather to some of the haiku.

 

Kent Robinson had prepared and distributed an article about writing rengay and spoke briefly about this interesting genre. His thoughts were helpful and appreciated.

At 12:30 our meeting ended and it was up to each person whether to share lunch, journey home or enjoy the Art Gallery, or another garden stroll.  This is an aspect of our meeting location that works well for everyone, especially those who have travelled long distances to be there.

Group photo
seated left to right: Colleen Keating, Michael Thorley, Marilyn Humbert, Carole Harrison, Frances Carleton
standing left to right: Kent Robinson, Meredith Ferris, Beverley George, Gwen Bitti, Verna Rieschild

I am looking forward already to our winter meeting in June.
Beverley George
Convenor
White Pebbles Haiku Group

 

 

 

Author: leanneausthaiku

Secretary, Australian Haiku Society

Seeking escape in nature by Colleen Keating

 

                                                                                         

 

waiting out a storm 

when wild weather is forecast                                         
we set out to escape 
plan things to wile away the time 
rather than waiting for it to hit

when clouds blow in dark and threatening 
we pack a picnic 
seek out nature 
and find consolations

in the shadow of 
doctors reports  tests 
verdicts more tests and treatments 
nature is the antidote

the sun on our back 
the wind in our hair
the balmy smells of the outdoors                                              
we find the secret to living. 

Colleen Keating

 

 

                                                        

 

Ku-Ring-Gai Wildflower Garden  for a walk in nature and picnic. It was a hot , balmy day and although we walked a lot in shade the eucalypt aroma was wonderful.

The  heady, healing  eucalypt aroma as we walked  made us feel very positive.

Into the Living Light, composed by Anne Boyd, with thanks to Hildegard by Colleen Keating

 

O fleeting soul, be strong.
Clothe yourself in the armour of light.
You are surrounded
With the embrace of Divine mysteries.

It is affirming when I hear Hildegard of Bingen, a Poetic Journey, my book published a few years back has an effect on the reader. Because my story is read mostly in USA with book groups and retreats, I love hearing of experience from a distance but when it is from home and from a friend that it has been inspiring for her through grief and lost and deep sadness  into  new creative musical writing,  I feel very affirmed and give thanks to Hildegrad who is with us today in 2023 to lead us in  this broken world.

Thank you  professor Anne Boyd. I feel very honoured to be included in your creation and so happy you are being praised as one  of the top women composers at this time.  And congratulations being on the new CD of music Women of Note Vol 5. published this month March 2023 for International Womens’ Day

Short Programme Note

Into the Living Light

For me, composing is deep listening, seeking a presence beyond the Self, an activity akin to prayer. Grieving the recent loss of two family members, one of whom was my older sister Helen, who died on Christmas Day, I discovered the loss of a sibling leaves a strangely hollow place in one’s sense of being. My very special friend David Iverach was similarly affected with passing of his elder brother Don a few days later.

Seeking comfort and meaning, I found myself drawn to the vividly colourful imagery in the verse novel by Sydney writer Colleen Keating Hildegard of Bingen. One verse stood out in the Section she titled ‘Unearthing Heaven’:

O fleeting soul, be strong.

Clothe yourself in the armour of light.

You are surrounded

With the embrace of Divine mysteries.

I had been looking forward to composing a work for flute, viola and harp and in the context of the grieving process one of Hildegard’s antiphons O rubor sanguinis inspired by the martyrdom of St Ursula floated into my mind.

The image of Light so important to Hildegard’s sense of the Divine presence, reaches across many spiritual beliefs. I sometimes think of Australia as the land of living light.My sister, to whom the vibrant colours of Nature were soul food,believed her onward journey to be ‘to a place beyond the stars’; Don had no doubt that his resting place would by with his wife in the loving arms of Jesus. Light is central to and connects both their personal beliefs. This music, resting upon inspiration from Hildegard, reaching across the centuries, is a kind of prayer to accompany them both into eternity.

Vale Helen and Don, both so loved by your families and friends in this life, may you now rest in peace.

Anne E. Boyd

Sydney

20.02.23

Anne Boyd leading a walk in the Olive Pink Botanic Garden
and Anne and I at the launch of Olive Pink : her radical & idealistic life.
The evening before Anne Boyd’s Opera of Olive Pink set in the garden.

AUSTRALIAN DEBUSSY TRIO

The sumptuous combination of flute, viola and harp unites three soloists as they deliver a thoughtfully curated program. The newly established Australian Debussy Trio has crafted an illuminating blend of tranquil dreams, pastoral scenes and deep, introspective music for this unique instrumental combination. Imbued with flickers of light, Debussy’s second sonata is told in a fragrant language of ambiguity and fleeting suggestion. In a masterful display of timbral manipulation, Japanese composer Tōru Takemitsu pays homage to Debussy with his own trio “And then I knew ’twas Wind” – a musical depiction of the human subconscious played out across interconnected musical episodes. Amongst the intriguing lineup of works, the programme features two Australian works, by Ross Edwards and Anne Boyd, written especially for the trio. This thoughtful programme will engross audiences from start to finish.

ARNOLD BAX
Elegiac Trio
TORU TAKEMITSU
And then I knew ’twas Wind
ROSS EDWARDS
Three Mystic Dances
JEAN-PHILIPPE RAMEAU
Pieces de clavecin en concerts No. 5
ANNE BOYD
Into the Living Light
CLAUDE DEBUSSY
Sonata for flute, viola and harp, L.137

Granger, Wannan and Henderson impressed with some spectacular playing, both skilled technically and emotionally poignant.

Limelight Magazine

 

EMILY GRANGER

Harp

See profile

American-born, Australian-based Emily Granger effortlessly straddles the worlds of classical, popular, and art music – including glittering appearances with Yo-Yo Ma, Sarah Blasko, and Renée Fleming. Emily’s considerable talent finds her equally at home in intimate chamber recitals and thrilling performances of daring new works. Emily has performed recitals from Carnegie Hall to the Kennedy Center and has appeared with the Chicago, Sydney, and Tasmanian Symphony Orchestras. Her debut solo album, In Transit (AVIE Records), was Featured Album on ABC Classic and praised by BBC Music Magazine as “beautiful” and Limelight Magazine as “an impressive debut”.

JAMES WANNAN

Viola

See profile

Violist James Wannan is a founder of the Australia Piano Quartet (APQ), Co-Artistic Director of the Ensemble in Residence at the University of Technology Sydney, a member of Southern Cross Soloists and an Artistic Associate of Sydney Chamber Opera. He teaches chamber music and viola at the Sydney Conservatorium’s Rising Star program and has been a guest teacher at the Australian National Academy of Music. He explores his passion for music from ancient to contemporary on a number of instruments. James enjoys exploring the possibilities of other instruments including violin, oud and viola d’amore. He has commissioned many new works, including a concerto by Jack Symonds that was premiered at the Bendigo Festival of Experimental Music.

JONATHAN HENDERSON

Flute

See profile

Flutist Jonathan Henderson trained with Europe’s leading flute professors and has carved out a multifaceted performance career spanning from Australia to the Nordic countries. Jonathan was appointed Principal Flute of the Estonian National Opera Orchestra at age twenty-four, whilst still a student at the Hochschule für Musik Freiburg. He has performed with the Australian Chamber Orchestra, Queensland Symphony Orchestra, Helsinki Philharmonic Orchestra, Nordic Symphony Orchestra and MDR Leipzig Radio Symphony Orchestra under the direction of conductors such as Sir Mark Elder, Neeme Järvi, Paavo Järvi, Richard Tognetti, Klaus Mäkelä and Leif Segerstam.

Di Yerbury Residential Award 2023 has a vibrant winner by Colleen Keating

                                       Congratulations to Belinda Murrell  

                                                          on winning this year’s

                                   Di Yerbury Residency in Barnstaple, Devon.

Judges’ Report:
The applications shortlisted for the 2023 Di Yerbury Residency were outstanding. They each demonstrated a solid background of writing and publishing, study and research, accomplished writing skills and a publishing track record. All have received various writing and publishing awards.
The writing samples were of a high standard, demonstrating the applicants’ command of the necessary attributions for publication. Research and writing plans were detailed and showed how the Di Yerbury Residency would assist their current writing and research.
It made our task of selecting a winner extremely difficult. It took several weeks of considering and assessing the applications to come to a decision.
We believe that our chosen winner meets the residency criteria and the spirit of the Di Yerbury Residency. We feel sure that she will make the most of her opportunity to research and write her novel while overseas.
The award this year for a proposed novel with the working title The Shadow Girl goes to:
BELINDA MURRELL
Belinda plans to research and write the first draft of a proposed novel set during the 1930s and 1940s, ‘shining a light on the courage and achievements of a forgotten Australian woman war correspondent … inspired by the remarkable true-life story of Margaret Gilruth’ and the ‘fascinating World War II history of young English and Australian women working for the secret Y listening stations in Abbots Cliff, near Dover, decoding enemy messages from German pilots and naval vessels’.
We congratulate Belinda Murrell and wish her all the best with her research and look forward to reading her novel The Shadow Girl when it is published.

Colleen Keating and Sharon Rundle

Judges, Di Yerbury Residency 2023

Australian biographer
Dianne Yerbury AO is an Australian university administrator and company director. She was the Vice-Chancellor of Macquarie University, Sydney, Australia from 1987 to 2005. She was Australia’s first female Vice-Chancellor, and was also the longest serving Vice-Chancellor of Macquarie University.Wikipedia

Women’s Ink and review of Olive Muriel Pink by Beatriz Copello

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A review of Olive Muriel Pink by Colleen Keating

Reviewed by Beatriz Copello

I do not think there is a better way to honour a woman of the calibre of Olive Muriel Pink than to write a book of poetry about her life.  Colleen Keating has done just that, she has written a poetic journey about this unsung Australian heroine. 

With a sharp eye and lyric touch, the world of Olive Pink becomes alive, it is a passionate story told with knowledge. It is evident that the poet has invested years researching the life of Olive Pink. The poet says: “I have been researching, writing and thinking about Olive Pink for over a decade now.  The discoveries that come along the way – the portraits unveiled – are very stirring.”  

This collection covers many years in the life of Pink, it starts in 1884 and finishes in 1975. The book also has a foreword, a prologue and a chronology as well as notes and bibliography. The labour of love that went into writing this book would grant the author a doctorate.

The author in Notes explains that she aimed to write a book that fell between an accurate scholarly presentation of Olive Pink’s life and her own personal interpretation of it.

Olive Pink was a fighter for justice who advocated for the rights of First Nations People, she was also an anthropologist, artist and gardener. Keating from the first poem in the book alerts the readers about what they will encounter throughout the pages, in this excerpt from “Olive the pioneer” she writes:

Who is Olive?

She defied the silence

caused discomfort

annoyed the authorities.

Her letters shouted from the edge.

She heard budgerigar dreaming

and drummed to a different tune.

She pushed against the colonial tide.

If the answer is ‘eccentric’

in her death she will be twice dismissed. 

Who is Olive? History asks.

She broke the silence

her voice for the voiceless 

remembered the forgetting.

She visioned justice in the courts.

Her feet knew country.

She carried red dust

under the fingernails of her heart.

She listened to elders, learnt language

wrote down stories, sketched arid plants

medicinal, nutritional, ritual.

If the answer is ‘anthropologist’

in her death she will be twice honoured. 

If Keating wrote music, I would say she does not miss a beat, when she raises issues about Olive’s past, she does it with conviction and poignant comments, like in the following excerpt from “A new lodestone”:

The grim spectre of injustice

towards Aboriginal tribes

taunts Olive out of her grief

jolts her from self pity.

Like a silk petticoat pulled over her hair

the air is static in its darkness.

It bleeds through a colander of whitewash words

  • progress jobs, growth.

Its handprint blood-red.

The poet also utilizes very vivid imagery, the readers become Olive, we can see, smell, hear what she experiences.  Keating appeals to the senses, the following poem “Restless” illustrates this: 

In her dingy office Olive yearns

for the vast open country, large skies,

hazy horizons, a slung kettle hissing

and spitting its leak over the fire.

Burnt flesh and sizzle

of goanna still fill her nostrils.

Olive walks country in her sleep –

the pungent smell of camels

sweaty bodies, blazoned glare, flies

dust-blown storms.

That red dust under

the colour of her heart

and patter of Pitjantjatjara children

still running giggling beside her

lingers like the balm of an Indian summer.  

The poet has the skill to write about Olive’s powerful emotions without sentimentality or corniness, through these strong emotions readers can form a picture in their mind of Olive’s personality. The following excerpt from the poem titled “Heady days” is a good example of the Keating’s ability:

Olive is energised by academia.

The scissor-cut horizon

of her desert experience

challenges like a mirage.

She seizes every chance to argue,

‘The root cause is not malnutrition or disease –

They camouflage facts, treat the wrong symptoms.’

Heated discussion rises.

Angrily she fights for breath.

‘Even the most ignorant know the problems –

White man’s aggression, sexual abuse

fear, venereal disease, land dispossession.

We like to deride these facts.’

She flushes, her neck prickles as she continuous,

‘Full-bloods need their own protected country

not mission reserves.’

Her tone is strident.

‘Daily handouts from stations

Keep them tied to white man power.’

Olive Pink struggled all her life to be able to do what men were able to do, in the following poem “High Hopes” Keating captures this desire but also very cleverly imagines her mood in such a difficult situation.

Over dinner her enthusiasm bubbles.

‘After my thesis I plan

a full year of research among the Arrernte’

she confidently tells the Professor

and others grouped around the table.

‘I would like to be included

in your next museum expedition.

It will reduce my research expenses 

and my anthropology will enhance the group.’

Silence.

Unease around the room

as lightening awaits a clap of thunder.

Awkward shifts and exchanged glances

the embarrassed clearing of throats.

From her left in a deep tone,

‘That would not be possible …

‘But you took Ted Strehlow on your trip last year!’

‘… for a woman,’ mumbles the professor.

Exposed, Olive’s heart races.

She hopes they don’t notice the burn

of her cheeks.

She avoids eye contact

gazes out as one with miles to go

restless to be on her way.

She needs desert air.

‘Why does gender cause such heart break?’

she broods into the night.

‘Why wasn’t I born a man.”

I would like to congratulate Colleen Keating not only for writing this incredible book but also for honouring a woman from the past which like many other Australian heroines are often forgotten or not given credit for their achievements. 

Reading about Olive Muriel Pink will inspire you and give you strength to struggle to achieve your aims.

About the Reviewer: Dr Beatriz Copello is a former member of NSW Writers Centre Management Committee, she writes poetry, reviews, fiction and plays. The author’s poetry books are: Women Souls and Shadows, Meditations At the Edge of a Dream, Flowering Roots, Under the Gums Long Shade, and Lo Irrevocable del Halcon (In Spanish).  Beatriz’s poetry has been published in literary journals such as Southerly and Australian Women’s Book Review and in many feminist publications.  She has read her poetry at events organised by the Sydney Writers Festival, the NSW Writers Centre, the Multicultural Arts Alliance, Refugee Week Committee, Humboldt University (USA), Ubud (Bali) Writers Festival.

 

And here is the abridged version for Women’s Ink Spring/Summer 2022

 

 

Excited today to receive in the mail, the latest SWW journal Women’s Ink with a very affirming review of my book
Olive Muriel Pink: A Poetic journey.
Lots of thanks due: Beatriz Copello la for her dedicated reviewing ; Jacqui Brown for a very profesional journal, Maria McDougall, President of SWW and of course Stephen Matthews and Ginninderra Press..
This is an abridged review. The full length of Beatriz Copello’s review can be read on my blog

 

Olive Muriel Pink

Her radical and idealistic life

A poetic journey

Colleen Keating

Publ. Ginninderra Press

Review by Beatriz Copello

I do not think there is a better way to honour a woman of the calibre of Olive Muriel Pink than to write a book of poetry about her life.  Colleen Keating has done just that, she has written a poetic journey about this unsung Australian heroine. 

With a sharp eye and lyric touch, the world of Olive Pink comes alive. It is a passionate story told with knowledge. It is evident that the poet has invested years researching the life of Olive Pink. The poet says: “I have been researching, writing and thinking about Olive Pink for over a decade now.  

The labour of love that went into writing this book would grant the author a doctorate.

The author in Notes explains that she aimed to write a book that fell between an accurate scholarly presentation of Olive Pink’s life and her own personal interpretation of it.

With vivid imagery, the readers become Olive, we can see, smell, hear what she experiences. with the skill to write about Olive’s powerful emotions without sentimentality or corniness,

Olive Pink struggled all her life to be able to do what men were able to do and Keating captures this desire but also very cleverly imagines her mood in such a difficult situation.

I would like to congratulate Colleen Keating not only for writing this incredible book but also for honouring a woman from the past which like many other Australian heroines are often forgotten or not given credit for their achievements.

Dr Beatriz Copello is a former member of NSW Writers Centre Management Committee. Beatriz writes poetry, reviews, fiction and plays. Beatriz’s poetry has been published in literary journals such as Southerly and Australian Women’s Book Review and in many feminist publications.

Her latest poetry book is Witches, Women and Words. 2022.

A Summer City Walk by Colleen Keating

A summer city walk

We might live up in the hills amongst the trees and birds
but a pleasant train trip has us in the heart of the city
in just on a hour

Our walk into Hyde Park past the Pool of Reflection
through the War Memorial past the Mary McKillop tribute
along Macquarie Street to our first coffee stop

 

like a Narnia cupboard our State library
is a portal to another world.
we begin with Cafe Trim for a morning coffee

Had to smile how famous is this cat Trim *
statues in his honour in England and here
books written and now a cafe in its name

a quiet walk through the displayed collection
one painting catches my attention
Maria Little c. 1895 worthy of a poem *

across into the Botanical gardens
where the same tree pulls us up every time
its presence so grand that one’s memory

cannot hold it as such and so each time
we meet it one stops and sighs deeply
as if in its presence for the first time

the Calyx was where we walked and sat
amidst a kaleidoscope of colour
plants and passion

close up of the Wollemi Pine
had me in adoration before nature
its early place in evolutions

looking close up at its binary nature
a tree that lived and survived before
even insects evolved

used wind only for pollination
needing the updraft from valley floors
to secure its continuation

Hildegard would’ve given her approved nod
to The Green Wall
and its 18.000 plants

with shades of green in great variety
and spelling out the word Diversity
this ambience gave us a restful vibe

Further on we walked in a wild English garden
mesmerised by the colours
and enterprise of bees and butterflies

 

a shady spot midst sandstone outcrops
and sparkling vista of a busy harbour
our picnic tasted delicious

 

  • TO THE MEMORY OF
                  TRIM
    The best and most illustrious of his race
    The most affectionate of friends,
    faithful of servants,
    and best of creatures
    He made the tour of the globe, and a voyage to Australia,
    which he circumnavigated, and was ever the
    delight and pleasure of his fellow voyagers
    Written by Matthew Flinders in memory of his cat

    Memorial donated by the North Shore Historical Society
  • Maria Little    c. 1895  by Tom Roberts.
    This captures my attention..
    Who is she really? What is she hiding?.Is she just shy?
    What sadness she knows!
    what has the invasion of our civilisation
    done to her peeopls !
    Archivists from the historical Yulgilbar Castle in the Clarence Valley Northern, NSW have recently identified the woman to be Maria Little , a local Bundjalung woman, who worked  in the laundry at the Ogilvie family’s Yulgibar Homestead. Maria’s mother, Queen Jinnie Little, also worked at Yugilbar, along with many other Aboriginal people from the near by Baryulgil Comminity

 

Note below my gorgeous blue monarch butterfly

 

So that was my day in the city and here is another interpretation of the same day

Saturday 21st January 2023

from the diary of  Michael Keating

Today we set out for a solid walking tour of the city. I took the Fizan Explorer Walking Pole. We drove to the station and just missed a train. It is so good to get off at Normanhurst on the return journey and have the car waiting for the last 300 metres of up hill. There were plenty of people on the train and in the city.
The Lunar New Year brought a wide range of people into the city. Many were in fancy dress (Rabbits Ears for Year of the Rabbit) and groups were chasing Pokémon type targets. Colleen was amazed by the range of women styles, fabrics and designs.

We alighted at Town Hall and used the Woolworths vintage escalators to make our way towards Hyde Park. We misread the changed pedestrian conditions towards Hyde Park and chalked up a few extra criss-crossing steps. We did the full stretch of Hyde Park. We walked down to and through the Anzac Memorial and around the  Pool of Remembrance. Colleen took a photo of myself reflected in the pool. We were at either end and I was standing in front of the Anzac Memorial. The Anzac Memorial deals with WWl specifically with various acknowledgements of later encounters.

There are four sections of wall where mention is made of  every town, village, suburb from where men signed up to join the various Armed Forces together with samples of soil.

It was intriguing to wander along and note places of interest – Coonamble, Moonan Flat, Wanaaring (Paroo), Quirindi, Bega – amongst hundreds of others. The Cooee trail is iconic in NSW legend. Since I was last there, they have  added a significant water feature on the southern side (Liverpool St) of the Memorial.

From the main steps of the memorial one sees all the way to the Archibald Fountain at the northern end of Hyde Park. We walked down  the Hyde Park Avenue and made a detour past St. Mary’s Cathedral. The sculpture of Mary McKillop drew our attention. I would have liked to have wandered inside the Cathedral but I had a hat and was unable to disentangle mask, sunglasses, hearing aids, hat cord. We walked down Macquarie St to the NSW Library where we had a cup of coffee.  Thence took some time in the Portrait Gallery. It is interactive and I always like to wait for some inspiration from someone gazing down at me and then doing some basic interactive research. Today the subject was Maria Little – the  indigenous daughter of ‘Queen Jinnie Little’. Colleen was quite intrigued.

From the art gallery  we walked through the Botanical Gardens. We spent some time at the current Calyx flower exhibition. One of the Volunteer Guides was very pleased to answer our queries.

We had taken some food for lunch. As we walked down through The Gardens we kept a lookout for a shady seat. We are beyond just looking for shady grass. We were almost at the Opera House when we managed to find a seat. It was a great spot and we watched  a wide variety of boats. There were no Cruise Ships in today.

We walked around to MCA to use the bathrooms. This enabled us to have another look at some of our current favourites. Colleen did have to take a rest at  MCA and then we were on the Light Rail to Town Hall, through Woolworths and thence to Normanhurst via Hornsby.

Evening meal was a mixture of selective cheese, leftovers and a Lite’n’Easy meal.

We watched a French film called Amour. The film was from 2012 and had taken out some awards for that year. It was typically European film with subtlety and tension. The ending was both unexpected and predictable.

Thanks Michael, such a gorgeous day we both enjoyed. The venue 5 star. The company 5 star.

Welcome 2023

INTO THE FUTURE.   WELCOME 2023

THOMAS AND ELEANOR OVERLOOKING THE QUIET STILL BEACH OF ST IVES.
 LOOKING FORWARD TOGETHER.

Mysteries, Yes

by Mary Oliver

 

Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous

 to be understood.

 

How grass can be nourishing in the

mouths of the lambs.

How rivers and stones are forever

in allegiance with gravity

while we ourselves dream of rising.

How two hands touch and the bonds will

never be broken.

How people come, from delight or the

scars of damage,

to the comfort of a poem.

 

Let me keep my distance, always, from those

who think they have the answers.

Let me keep company always with those who say

“Look!” and laugh in astonishment,

and bow their heads.