Australia burns and Friday song day.
Greetings, ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to my regular Friday song/tune day, where I pick a piece of music that reflects my mood or the times, to share with you. Regular readers may have noticed that I skipped my Friday song day last week. With Australia burning, I just didn’t have the heart for it. I feel much the same this week, but, you know, it’s like falling off a horse …. Read more
When will this end? Getting nervous, but still here. The horror and the devastation continues.
The joke is on us all.
At midnight, the temperature was still 30º Celsius. My December Changing Seasons post is delayed. It could be worse.
Greetings, ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to my regular Friday song/tune day, where I pick a piece of music that reflects my mood or the times, to share with you.
I don’t know whether the bushfire smoke is getting to me, or whether I’m just going a bit batty, or maybe both. Either way, I sure don’t feel well. Depending on the way the wind is blowing, my True Love and I will nip outside for a breath of fetid air. On one of our brief walks, we saw a tiny colony of flying foxes (fruit bats) with what looked like several babies clinging to them. Flying foxes have been having a tough time of it over the last few years. They have been dying in their thousands from heat stress during increasingly frequent heatwaves. I can relate. I think I might drop off my perch too if I don’t get air-conditioning. Seriously though, it is a real problem. Read more
Sometimes it seems that I grew up in a golden era — at a time when world peace seemed possible, and Australians of all faiths lived together harmoniously. Religious wars were something that happened ‘somewhere else’. There was also no such thing as culture wars. We had a strong two-party system, one representing business, while the other was perceived as the workers’ champions. There was even an accord between business and labour. Fancy that! The way people voted was less about one’s religious affiliation or to which dioceses one belonged, it was predominantly about class. That is what it seemed like to me anyway. However, that has all changed. Read more
Greetings, ladies and gentlemen and welcome to my regular Friday song/tune day, where I pick a piece of music that reflects my mood or the times, to share with you.
Those of you who follow the Aussie news, will know that the current heatwave and bushfire emergency, and the drought that preceded it, is having a catastrophic effect on our way of life, health, local economies and ecosystems. I could go on and probably will at a later time. However, I really need to be with my people right now. That’s you, ladies and gentlemen. Read more
Charity begins at home, right?
Son: The PM is going to hell.
Me: Why? Read more
It’s Friday song day and I’m dedicating this week’s song choice to my readers in the UK.
They’re not all the same. Not really.
It’s that time again, ladies and gentlemen. It’s Friday song day. One of our regular Ragtag Daily Prompt contributors, Victoria Stuart, has written and recorded some raps recently. If there is a fancy name for this poetry style, I have no idea what it is. Anyway, I was really taken with both her poem, Korean BBQ (Can I Get a To-Go Box), and her performance, so I thought it would make a perfect choice for my Friday song day.
Click here to go to Victoria’s Soundcloud recording.
Here is a link to her poem as well.
It’s got groove. It’s got rhythm. It’s got heart. It’s got everything. I could say that a star is a born but that would be a different song. Hope you like it and have a good weekend.
Speaking of calendars, my husband (aka my True Love) bought one the other day. It’s a long story. 495 words to be exact-ish. We didn’t buy a calendar last year and by mid year, regretted that decision. Anyway, my husband has ordered one. From a Danish vlogger of all people! I am as surprised as you, ladies and gentlemen. Read more
November — Words fail me actually. The photos are kind of nice though. Read more