The Corvid-2020 Weekly Challenge finished last week, however it would be remiss of me not to share last week’s contributions from my lovely readers. Here they are. Check them out.
I also want to share a tune, Twa Corbies performed by Mandela Folk, which was one of my reader’s recommendations when I first started the challenge. I enjoyed it very much. I hope you do too.
Welcome to my regular Friday song/tune day, ladies and gentlemen, where I pick a piece of music that reflects my mood or the times, to share with you.
How are you feeling today, ladies and gentlemen? Depressed? Stressed? Anxious? Frightened? Lonely? All of the above? These last six months have been really awful, haven’t they? I dedicate this week’s song to all those needing a bit of love, a hug, a shoulder to cry on, a kind word. For all of you, sit back, close your eyes and breathe. You are not alone. On the other hand, if you are one of the few who have your shit together and some lightness in your heart today, you are not off the hook. I want you to sit back, close your eyes and let your love flow, or if you are feeling up to it, sing it out.
Breaking News – Finale of the Corvid-2020 Weekly Challenge.
Welcome to Week 13, the finale, of my Corvid-2020 Weekly Challenge. Corvids are birds belonging to the Corvidae family, encompassing ravens, crows, magpies, jays and nutcrackers. So peruse your corvid photo, poetry, music and story archives and join the challenge.
You can participate in the Corvid-2020 Weekly Challenge by creating a pingback to this post (my pingback approval settings are set up for manual approval, so it may take a little while for your pingback to appear) and/or by leaving a hyperlink to your submission in the comments. Tag your post Corvid-2020 or C20WC. I really do hope you will join in.
Welcome to my regular Friday song/tune day, ladies and gentlemen, where I pick a piece of music that reflects my mood or the times, to share with you.
The problem in believing in the inalienable rights and freedoms of, and equal opportunity for, all people is that some people or groups within society are more free and more equal than others (ie. more cashed up, more able to advocate for their “inalienable” rights, whatever those might be). The problem in also believing in a just and humane society in which the importance of the role of law and justice is maintained, is that one must actually abide by the law and apply it consistently.
Welcome to Week 12 of my Corvid-2020 Weekly Challenge. Corvids are birds belonging to the Corvidae family, encompassing ravens, crows, magpies, jays and nutcrackers. So peruse your corvid photo, poetry, music and story archives and join the challenge.
Welcome to my regular Friday song/tune day, ladies and gentlemen, where I pick a piece of music that reflects my mood or the times, to share with you.
I recall vividly how horrified people were when the Notre Dame went up in flames. It was a tragedy and the world mourned with the French people. It is more than just a sacred place. It is history. If a developer is able to legally destroy sacred historical sites, there should be a huge uproar, don’t you think? Anyway, that’s what international mining company, Rio Tinto, has done this week. It destroyed two Aboriginal rock shelters in the Juukan Gorge. The rock shelters date back 46,000 years and are significant cultural heritage sites.
It was reported that one of the shelters was Australia’s only inland site showing human occupation continuing through the last Ice Age (see The Conversation and The Guardian). I’m completely at a loss as to why such wanton destruction of such a culturally significant site for First Australians, indeed all the people of the world, could have been permitted, and even if legal, how Rio Tinto could have thought it acceptable. I guess Rio Tinto don’t know their place.
Canberra (Australia), May 2020 – Keeping mostly calm and Covid-wise in the national capital.
I’m joining the lovely Su from Zimmerbitch in The Changing Seasons challenge. As the weather turned cool for this last month of autumn, I have been slowing down like the season; not quite in hibernation mode yet, but needing a kick up the behind to keep moving.
Welcome to Week 11 of my Corvid-2020 Weekly Challenge. Corvids are birds belonging to the Corvidae family, encompassing ravens, crows, magpies, jays and nutcrackers. So peruse your corvid photo, poetry, music and story archives and join the challenge.
You can participate in the Corvid-2020 Weekly Challenge by creating a pingback to this post (mypingback approval settings are set up for manual approval, so it may take a little while for your pingback to appear) and/or by leaving a hyperlink to your submission in the comments. Tag your post Corvid-2020 or C20WC. I really do hope you will join in.
This week I was caught without my camera at a most inopportune time because I decided to go on a walk for exercise and not photography. I was happy with that decision until I saw two very curious ravens. I also got caught out when I failed to prepare for this week’s challenge, so my contribution today took me in a direction that I might not have otherwise chosen. When you’re in a hurry, smut works. Please be advised that the following poem is a complete work of fiction and no birds were caught fornicating. It is too early for that kind of behaviour.
This is not my monthly wrap-up or the Friday post that I was going to write. Somehow my day spun out of control. No need for concern. Sometimes it happens. You know how it is. This stream of conscience (yes, I really do mean conscience) may make no sense at all to some people. Read more