Hello Groovers, I was going to start with a joke about how I’ve been hanging out in a hotbed of radicalism, but that doesn’t seem very appropriate now. So instead, I will tell you about how lovely it was to spend last weekend at the National Folk Festival (Canberra) with many people of goodwill. Admittedly we were a little cranky given the political times/blame games, but we took our frustrations out in peaceful and creative ways, such as through humour, verse and songs of kindness. Here’s how it goes. Read more
My thoughts are with the good people of Sri Lanka as you mourn the loss of many lives to terror and ignorance. I am sorry for your loss. May God give you the strength to respond to violence not with more violence, but with peace.
Australia – 2019 Federal Election. Gone fishing.
Have I told you about the one that got away? It was a long time ago.
What’s your priority? You can’t have both.
A post for the environmentally-conscious and chocolate-mad.
Ladies and gentlemen, I’ve got Friday on my mind. I’ve been waiting for this event all year. For many years it has kept me going — my National Folk Festival. It is a magnet for extremists. I say extremists because that is the language that is now being used by some members of government to describe the environmentally and socially-conscious. In the wake of the Christchurch terrorist attack, you would think that our leaders would have learned that scare-mongering can have dire repercussions. It legitimises the warped views of those who would seek to achieve their aims through violent action. It is the responsibility of our leaders not to characterise peaceful, concerned citizens as extremists. Instead, let’s have a reasoned debate on solutions given the evidence. In other words, let’s have some evidence-based policy making without the histrionics, and then we can vote on it. Read more
Warning: this post contains many exclamation marks.
It’s hard to be serious about blogging, ladies and gentlemen, when the sun is shining brightly. So yes, I am still procrastinating. This is not my promised “dear-to-my heart” post, but rather my “fear-to-my-heart” post. When my adrenaline levels peak, I have my werewolves in London moment. I start writing very bad rhyming poetry. It’s insane. Thankfully the urge soon passes. Anyway, here’s the first line –
On a bright and sunny day, Fynnie dog went out to play. Read more
What more can I say? Except, clean up your act.
Response to the Ragtag Daily Prompt — Laundry.
I am having trouble organising/articulating my thoughts for my previously flagged “dear-to-my-heart” post. When I write about serious issues, I like to think that I don’t talk crap – that my discussion is well considered (you can retire the girl from policy analysis but you can’t take the policy analyst out of the girl). So, I have been doing some research and this has taken me down some holes that require, upon emerging, a full body scrub and several showers to feel clean again.
Anyway, this is not said post. It is a link to a short TED talk from ex-shearer and award-winning West Australian C&W singer, Pete Byfield. I caught a performance by Pete at a country market.
Dear Readers, can you believe that it is already March? So here I am, commencing my second year of The Changing Seasons challenge. I’m feeling battered this month, like an incumbent government that is falling in the polls even though the economy is performing well. Don’t the punters know that they have never had it so good? I suppose that is because we don’t live in an economy; we live in a society, and there has been a fair bit of societal ugliness going round. So yep, although I want to crawl under a rock or hide in my own little “Canberra bubble” (sorry. in joke), March was mostly good for me.
So, let’s get started. Read more
Happy National Eucalypt Day, everyone. 23 March is the national day for Australia’s iconic eucaplypt trees, of which there are around 900 species. Eucalypts were known to have existed when Australia was still part of the super-continent Gondwana. The oldest known eucaplypt fossil specimens (flowers, fruit and leaves) date back 52 millions years! Read more
Don’t ask me. I’ve no idea. But I did want to take it home with me to look after it. Read more