One's destination is never a place but rather a new way of looking at things - Henry Miller

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Three Kisses and a Wish - Week 6 Hot! Hot! Hot!

When you are constantly dripping with perspiration it is often difficult to think positively and find things to celebrate. But this week I begin with kisses for Hobo 1 who helped me win a little battle in my office. I swear the books, papers and other "stuff", too precious to throw out when I retired, were multiplying. We had shuffled things from one flat surface to another, from one box to another, one too many times as we tried to find things or get to the computer so together over two days we sorted, shuffled, discarded, stored and rearranged until I reclaimed my office and found a beautiful space I'd almost forgotten existed.

On Friday we took a grandson to Bundaberg to visit a specialist.  We hope this visit clears the way for him to fulfill his dream of entering the airforce.  I needed my daily photo for Project 365 so ducked into the little zoo on the banks of the Burnett River to see what I could see and came eye to eye with an emu.  This leads me to my second kiss...Project 365.  I am finding this is a great activity to take up in retirement.  It gives a purpose to everyday and I am travelling the world again through others' photographs and being inspired to develop my own photographic skills by their wonderful creative skills.  And I just love getting comments from people all over the world.  Life on a farm can become lonely and the internet has become a favoured link to the outside world for me....Oh and I recommend project 365 to anyone who likes photography.

This is my third kiss to family and friends for St Valentines Day last Monday...The closest thing to a heart that I could discover here on the farm. 

Doesn't she look innocent?  This is Miss Mopsy, my golden retriever puppy.  She is going to grow into a loving companion but oh how I wish that she didn't have to lie between me and what ever I'm working on in the garden; that she didn't have to take my shoes into her favourite hole under the house; (We live in a low blocked house and recovery demands crawling in on hands and knees to retrieve said items) and that she'd forget her retriever instincts and not have to have chooks and ducks a flapping and squarking before she is happy!  She's learning  but ....

1 comment:

  1. Haha Miss Mopsy looks like she's planning her next assault - hope she hasn't discovered your washing line. Love the eye to eye photo of the Emu. One of my nearby neighbours has a pet one which shares a front paddock with a donkey and a Jersey Cow*!*