For my friends, some of whom need it more than others at the moment.
For my friends, some of whom need it more than others at the moment.
I recently read a blog that raised big, important questions around democracy and leadership. These issues are dear to my heart, and I suspect that I may attempt to untangle them in my own mind in the fullness of time. Knowing where we want to go is one thing, knowing how to get there is another. Perhaps the solution is easier than we think? Maybe it has something to do with choice? Ah, choice. Yet another concept that exercises my mind.
Anyway, in the interim, here is a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon that speaks to this matter in ways that I can only aspire to.
If you haven’t checked out Paul’s poetry, you really should. It is wonderful.
Gestures of power fall in different ways,
and becomes ways of being,
for good or ill,
either for self,
or, for community,
though neither to judged,
until power is imprisoned
and forced into perversion,
the servitude of the many for the one.
they are great equations of true power,
neither for the one or the many,
simply love for any,
in this shared venture we call life.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
I think it is always worth bearing in mind that there may be differing views held by service men and women and their families about Remembrance Day and other days commemorating military victories and defeats. I’ve heard these views expressed myself in articles I’ve read and radio interviews I’ve listened to. Some find it particularly galling that these commemorations are held with all due solemnity and fanfare and yet our elected representatives appear to have learnt nothing from these conflicts. Often there is much censure for daring to question the symbolism of the occasions. Here is a reflection on Remembrance Day by David Cox, whose father fought in WWII.
I barely acknowledge it. I don’t hate it like I hate some stupid societal rituals but I don’t feel what I should about it. So, it comes. It goes. I should put on a better show than just buying a poppy, I suppose, but my father didn’t have much time for it. I learned from him. And he should know.
Seaforth Highlanders. Italy. WWII.
My father was wounded badly in a historic battle at Ortona. Hit by heavy artillery. Lay hanging in a tree in the battle ground for three days. Carried out on the dead cart. Received a 100% disability pension. They not only didn’t think he’d live, they thought that if he did, he’d be a vegetable. And they were right for about 15 years – like the plant in the Little Shop of Horrors, though. After that, he got a bit of life back but even then…
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I thought I might I pop down to the Australian War Memorial to look at the field of crocheted/knitted poppies that has been put in place to commemorate the centenary of the Armistice (end of WWI). In the meantime, I’ve discovered that Christine from Booming On has already posted on this. As I cannot improve on her words and photos, I am sharing her post with you.
Christine has an excellent blog. Why not drop in and check out her blog.
More than five years ago, two sisters-in-law – Lynn and Margaret – began knitting 120 poppies to honour their fathers who died during the Second World War. Those poppies grew into a community movement that’s collected hordes of volunteers, crossed oceans and spawned the creation of hundreds of thousands of poppies seen in gardens, ceremonies and displays across the world to honour our soldiers.
Last week in Canberra, a garden sea of these beautiful handmade red poppies was planted on the lawns of the Australian War Memorial, on their final stop in their world travels.
There are 62,000 poppies in the garden, knitted or crocheted by loving hands, each poppy representing an Australian soldier who died in the First World War. The display is part of the commemorations of approaching centenary of the armistice, which marked the official end of the First World War. That was ‘the war to end all…
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This is my response to the Ragtag Daily Prompt of Saturday, 21 July 2018 — Duck.
I’m very sad to say that for most of my children’s lives, we had neither the money, time or energy to go on holiday together. Certainly, my husband and I rarely had holidays together as we took turns to take time off work to look after the children during the school holidays. The lack of family holidays is one of my biggest regrets in life. A few years ago, my husband and the boys went on a road trip around Victoria (Australia). I stayed home (with flu), and sent my little ducklings off with their dad on a great adventure. Read more
Readers, there will be a short break in transmission while I am laid low with the dreaded flu. Fortunately, I had my flu shot a few months ago otherwise I fear it could have been much worse. Even so, it is very unpleasant. The rest of my family were “too busy” to organise their shots, so they are much worse off.
The moral of this story is get your flu shot early. You may still get the flu, but hopefully it won’t be as bad.
Here is my contribution to the Ragtag Daily Prompt of 12 June 2018 – atavism. It is a about the Finnish Spitz, one of only a handful of dog breeds descended from the now extinct Taymyr wolf. Since writing this post, my dog, Ama, has retired from obedience competition. She is a
bitchhoney. Perhaps she has more Taymyr wolf in her than some of that wolf’s other descendants.
I’ve been training my two primitive dogs (a Finnish Spitz and a Finnish Lapphund) for a couple of years now. We have had many successes and failures. We’ve had frustration and tears of joy. Just this past week, my little Finkie (short for Finnish Spitz), Ama, achieved her first obedience title (Rally Novice). Yay, go Ama! I have often felt the urge to document my experiences in training this tricky and wonderful breed, so I thought I would include my experiences in my blog (under the category All My Trials – Dog Training Karma).
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For the information of my Followers – please note that this will be the last time that I will be re-blogging the Ragtag Daily Prompt (RDP). Today the prompt word is bastion.
It is time to set the RDP free, and let the Ragtag Community website that was established to publish the prompt do its thing. I thank you all for joining me on this journey. I will still be part of the Ragtag team, as well as of course doing my own thing right here. Kind Regards. Tracy.
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One of my favourite bloggers has taken part in the Ragtag Daily Prompt – Pickled. I thought I would share it with you.
In the last few years fermented food has been promoted as being good for the digestive system. It came as a surprise. Nothing novel here. Why the focus now when numerous cultures have regarded pickled food, part of their every day diet. Take pickled herrings in Scandinavian countries, pickled cucumbers (Poland), sauerkraut (Germany), pickled ginger (Japan), kimchi (Korea), to name a few.
People from India love their pickles! Lime, brinjal (auberine/eggplant), mango, tomato, chillis, are the common home made pickles, found in a jar on any dinner table. What is less known is pickled fish, usually mackerel, in a spiced brine. Delicious! West Coast fare. Then there is Bombay Duck. It’s not a duck, but a lizardfish, to be exact, the origins of the name you can find on the internet. When eaten fresh it is usually coated in spiced breadcrumbs and then fried. The result is delicious, crisp on…
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For the information of those wishing to participate in the Ragtag Daily Prompt of 7 June 2018.
It’s a bit exciting because this is the first time I’ve provided the prompt and it is being done from our new Ragtag Community blog. So doubly exciting. The word is purple. Check it out. Please.
Welcome to the Ragtag Community Blog. This is the place where all our Ragtag Daily Prompts will be located, so it should be much easier for everyone to play along. We are indebted to Leaping Toes from Oh Border! for establishing the Ragtag Community Blog for us and for you.
Without further ado, here is the Ragtag Daily Prompt for Thursday, 7 June 2018. We invite you to post something related to purple.
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