The Changing Seasons – February 2020

February (Australia) – another month of what Tracy does best.  Catastrophising.  Still, I’ve included a few nice photos.

After so much stress last month, it was not surprising that I seemed to have more than my fair share of illness.  I started the month with a terrible head cold and I am finishing the month the same way.  Lucky me.  Many of my fellow Canberrans have been similarly affected by the strain. Read more

The Bushier The Better

This is my response to the Ragtag Daily PromptMoustache.  Well, it’s not my work.  It is a song from one of my favourite folkie teams, The April Maze.

I’ve included a link above to their website because they have albums that you can actually buy.  Give it up for The April Maze, ladies and gentlemen.

Kind Regards.
Tracy.

The One We Truly Adore

Ladies and gentlemen, our little canary friend, Harry, has not been well of late and a few days ago, he took a turn for the worse.  We took him to the avian vet and were convinced by the vet that it was time.  We knew that of course, but we just didn’t want to admit it to ourselves.  I could tell you his life story, or write a little poem like I did when Churchill canary died, but that doesn’t seem quite right for our Harry.   Suffice to say, for 13 years Harry was well loved. Read more

Turning Flowers into Pumpkins and the Death of Holden

I got very excited this morning, ladies and gentlemen.  Looking out the back window, I could see that there was a male and female pumpkin flower open at the same time.  Because of a hail storm last month, my pumpkin vine has only one pumpkin growing at the moment.  So I took this fleeting opportunity to fly outside and manually fertilise the lady.  I found the flowers crawling with bees, which was also very exciting, because the numbers of bees have been much fewer due to the recent hot weather and smoky days.

It was lucky I did because a bee was trapped below the stamen of the boy flower! Read more

Friday Song Day

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.

You know the song and the story, right?

Kind Regards.
Tracy.

Ragtag Daily PromptExplosive

Stay Calm (And Quiet)

Sorry about the title.  Aussie in-joke.  Here is another version that better accords with my personal philosophy — Stay calm and be kind.

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.  All is well and nothing is well.  So on that note.

Top temperature today was 42ºC (107ºF).

Talk soon.

Kind Regards.
Tracy

 

More Sad News From The Fire Front

This has been a wretched few months, ladies and gentlemen.  For those of you who can bear to read about it, I will probably share some of my personal story in my forthcoming January Changing Seasons post.  Fear not though, there will be moments of joy to help with the reading.  Not that I’ve started writing the post yet as I am waiting for a moment of calm.  But for now, 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. Read more

Respect

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

Gone Batty

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