Everything Is Just Fine

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

 

On The Straight And Narrow

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

What’s Your Beef?

Would it surprise you to learn, ladies and gentlemen, that Australia has the highest rate of deforestation in the developed world and that, although direct comparisons cannot be made. rates of land-clearing are on a par with Brazil?  Land-clearing is accelerating the growth in Australia’s carbon emissions. Read more

Birds Of A Feather

Dear Readers, I think I might be a little hooked on this bird photography caper.  As my True Love took some annual leave in early August, we’ve had plenty of opportunities to take some short excursions around our local environs to check out the birds and other creatures. Read more

The Changing Seasons – July 2019

July — Winter.  Fade to red.

I am the first to admit that July almost always represents the winter of my soul (not discontent; that would be going too far).  At this time of year my mind tends to dwell on the negative and by some unconscious impulse, I dress in mourning.  This year my existential July crisis has been exacerbated by some serious hypoglycemia incidents that I have suffered, leaving me wondering each night whether this will be the time I don’t wake up in the morning.  So I often don’t go to bed.  That’s tiring and ineffective.  My little dog also requires a full-time carer.  (That’s another story.  Also tiring).

You know that feeling when you are so tired that you think it wouldn’t be so bad if you died but, at the same time, you want to cling on to dear life because your family, friends and animals need you?  It is a conundrum.  (My apologies, ladies and gentlemen, this is turning out rather more solemn than I expected.  Also, Martha Kennedy has written a blog like this recently.  Bear with me.)  By some other unconscious impulse, I seek sanctuary outdoors.  Made glorious by the sun and wind.  (Sorry.  I couldn’t resist).  What did I learn? Read more

Our Home Away From Home Local

Our friends wonder why we don’t move to the country since my husband and I seem to spend more time in a neighbouring country town than we do in our own city.  Sometimes I wonder this myself.  I grew up in the country so I get a bit nostalgic for the “country life”.  However, we can enjoy both worlds, town and country, as it is only a 20 minute drive to our favourite country market. Read more

Winter Winds

It has been a wild and windy week in Southeast Australia.  This afternoon it was 3ºc, with an apparent temperature of -4ºc due to the gale force winds.

(Click on photos to enlarge)

Kind Regards.
Tracy

Response to the Ragtag Daily PromptWind.

She – Red Capped Robin

Ladies and gentlemen, words cannot express how excited I was to see my first female red-capped robin recently.  Red-capped robins (Petroica goodenovii) are uncommon breeding visitors to the Canberra region (Australia).  I’ve only ever seen one male.  And, we had the camera with us!  Wonders never cease. Read more

Parrots Preening

One of my favourite obsessions is to try to get decent bird photos.  It is not so easy with the little birds, but I have been having a little more luck with the parrots.  We have been having very grey days in wintry Canberra.  When the sun shows itself, I quickly grab my coat and go out for a walk or take a cup of coffee outside and park myself in a sunny spot.  I am not alone in finding the sun soothing.  The parrots have been enjoying a few rays too, ruffling their feathers as though to trap all the warmth in the pockets of air they create. Read more

Fears Before Bedtime

Ladies and Gentlemen, there has been a death in the family and fears tears before bedtime.

For weeks now, we have been nurturing two huntsman spiders.
Here is one posing as a fridge magnet.

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We were admiring one this evening when suddenly the spider lost its balance and fell onto the floor.  We tried to get to it before Fynnie the rat-eating dog.  It was horrendous.  It was frightening.  Alas, we were too late and the spider was slain.  It’s a dog eat spider world.  Fynn is a dog of diverse tastes.

There is only one thing to do.  You guessed it.  Release the Kraken.  (Sorry, that’s another program).  Interpretative dance.  Join me and release your inner dog, bitch or spider.

Kind Regards.
Tracy.

Response to:
The Ragtag Daily PromptNurture, and
Sarah’s Share Your Music – 30 Days 30 Songs Challenge.  It is not too late to join the challenges.  Casual players welcome.  Click on the links to join in the challenges.