It is time for my Friday song post. Where did the week go? I’m relaxed and comfortable (in-joke, a little Aussie humour) at the seaside. However, at the back of my mind, there is still this ominous foreboding that we are in too deep. It’s a feeling that Australian singer-songwriter, Richard Clapton, writes so well about in his song, Deep Water. So I thought it should be my Friday pick. Read more
October, all my bags are packed ….
The time has arrived. It is the time of year when, out walking, I look anxiously over my shoulder or scan the trees ahead for danger. It is the time of year for which I have been training these last six months. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, it is magpie swooping (ie. breeding) season. Read more
I think I’ve said enough recently so I should let someone else do the talking. And singing, of course. Because it is Friday and that is my song day.
I am also joining in with Thursday’s Ragtag Daily Prompt — A Flower Cried. How confusing is that — a Friday song on Thursday? Anyhoo, the subject of the prompt probably gives you a clue that you may want to skip this one or at least have a couple of handkerchiefs nearby. Here is Eric Bogle singing Kate Wolf’s song, Cornflower Blue.
Take care everyone and have a good weekend.
Kind Regards.
Tracy
It is Friday, so it is time for a song. But first, a couple of photos and a story about the one that got away. There are some photos, ladies and gentlemen, that should never be cropped and enlarged, so of course, I couldn’t resist.
(This post contains content that may gross out some readers.) Read more
Yesterday (Thursday) was International Mental Health Day, so I am having a belated mental health day. Won’t you join me? What better way to do this than to chill out with a few of my favourite friends and some relaxing music. Read more
I was astonished, ladies and gentlemen, to learn of the investigation by the Oxford English Dictionary (OED) into the origin of the idiom — to run around like a blue-arsed fly; an idiom that means to be very busy. In particular, I was surprised by the OED’s initial proposition that the origin of the phrase could be traced to a 1970 quote by HRH Prince Phillip, the Duke of Edinburgh. As many older Aussies can tell you, the phrase has been around at least as far back as the 1950s and probably longer. I was also surprised to learn that the phrase may actually have its genesis in another country – America. I’ll be blowed! (Word nerds can read about it here and here.) Read more
Can a grey day fill the senses, ladies and gentlemen? I used to think not. However, on this particular grey day, after completing some chores, I stopped off at my new favourite bird watching spot. I encountered another photographer there — a very nice man. He had all the gear, but was lamenting the light. The birds though, were making the most of it. Read more
In just under an hour, my Saturday will begin. I am thinking of instituting a Friday song on my blog as way of celebrating the end of the working week (but of course, many people also work on the weekend and don’t get paid any, or very little, extra for this convenience). Since the Ragtag Daily Prompt is sardonic, I might as well kill two birds with one post.
No one does sardonic better than Alanis Morissette. I dedicate this pick to all the underpaid shift workers out there. Everything will be fine, fine, fine. At least it will be for me.
Sing it with me.
Happy weekend.
Regards.
Tracy
Last night, I thought I might write a very important post. Then I chickened out. But now …. oh well, here goes.
I don’t do drugs. Never have. I have had too many “hypos” (low blood glucose episodes), which are themselves quite trippy. Some good. Some bad. So I stay well clear of them — drugs, not hypos, which is somewhat harder to “do”. I don’t even drink alcohol anymore. The most I’ve ever drunk was three glasses of wine. You know, when in France … as you do. Read more
It has been a freezing wintry day in Canberra (Australia). For a brief thirty seconds it managed to snow, but because I was too slow to get my coat and shoes on, I missed it. Today I stayed indoors. Even so, the cold soon got to me, so I decided to cook and went on a musical journey from America to Mongolia. The two go together in my house. I was very intrepid, listening to a few of the suggestions provided by that popular music streaming platform. It was worth the effort.
It is nice to know that there is still much beauty to enjoy.
Kind Regards.
Tracy.
