Welcome to Life Images by Jill.........Stepping into the light and bringing together the images and stories of our world. I am a photographer, writer and multi-media artist. Focussing mainly on Western Australia and Australia, I am seeking to preserve images and memories of the beautiful world in which we live and the people in it.
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Hi everyone. I hope you and yours are doing well. Life has been so busy - so something a little different today. It has been a hot summer - so here is a poem I wrote from a writing prompt at my writing group.
DAYS OF SUMMER
A gaggle tumbles from
the bus
We unstitck our legs
from vinyl seats
Clamp sunhats on heads
Tramp up the sand hill
hauling bags, esky, sunshade
Sand drags at our
thongs
Dry grass scratches
legs
A lizard turns to
stone
Cicadas sing
We emerge from the peppermints
The ocean shimmers,
beckoning.
Impossibly blue
cloudless sky
We claim our spot on
scorching sand Struggle to tie down
the sunshade
Slap on slippery
sunscreen
Children shriek,
diving into the biting chill and surface laughing Dogs sniff unfamiliar
smells Dads organise beach
cricket Frisbees fly, balls tossed Bare skin sizzles.
Squawking seagulls
snatch chips
Sand crunches in our
sandwiches Sticky icecream drips Watermelon smiles.
Children burrow
creating worlds draped with seaweed
Water drains from
moats Couples snuggle Waves slop lazily on
the shore Parents doze,
sunglasses askew An open book falls Flies crawl into
crevices, hover, cluster, annoy Babies grizzle.
The wind tries to
claim our sunshade
We collect abandoned
buckets, shovels, thongs as the ocean engulfs
sandcastles, retrieving its pretty
treasures The sun slides
silently into the ocean and over the edge of the world.
ps - the people swimming over the top of the fish is actually two images combined which I did for Photography Group.
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Hi everyone, I hope you all had a happy and safe Christmas.
It was so hot on Christmas Day that our grandson fried an egg in a pan on the driveway. On Boxing Day we measured the temperature under our patio - 43C (109F) and over 50C (122F) in the direct sun! - thought we had better bring the thermometer in before it exploded!
A lot of people here go to the beach, but we elected to stay home and relax most of the weekend. Far to hot outside for us.
It got me to thinking about Christmas past when I was a child and we lived in a weather-board house with no insulation and no air-conditioning. And my Mum cooking a Christmas roast dinner on a wood stove in over 100F heat!
Here are a few lines taken from a poem of memories I wrote recently...
Do you remember sister.......
Laying reading on
the cool passageway lino on hot summer afternoons.
The Secret Seven for me and the Famous Five for you.
The delights of push-up
ice-creams,
with luscious
strawberry syrup at the bottom.
Fruit Loops eaten
straight from the packet.
Cordial iceblocks in a plastic cup.
And Dad buying bucket icecreams with little spoons at the drive-in.
(this one below says chocolate, ours were strawberry)
Summer holiday cottages
at Palm Beach and Safety Bay.
Doublegee prickles
in the yard,
the enclosed
verandas looking out to Penguin Island.
Swimming lessons
at Palm Beach,
I was too scared to lift
my feet off the bottom.
Burning hot sand and rocks at the beach.
Jelly fish as big as dinner plates at Como beach swimming lessons.
(some old pics of my sister & me from the 1950s-60s)
Evening walks on
the jetty
watching the crab
nets being pulled.
Dad stringing Christmas lights in our pine trees,
the Salvation Army singing carols under our corner street light.
Laying on a tarp on the back lawn on hot summer nights
gazing at the stars and playing I spy.
Grape vines on the
trellis,
and making grape
jam on the wood stove in the heat of summer,
squishing the
grapes in my hands for their juice.
Running under the
sprinkler
and playing in the
bath on hot summer days,
sliding down the
sloped end,
flooding the floor
with water.
Simple pleasures
I remember them well.
Do you have simple pleasure from your childhood? Perhaps you would like to share them in your comments. These days summer holidays seem to demand more zip and going places and doing things and whiz-bang. Perhaps I am getting old, perhaps I just yearn for the simpler days when we kids were content with less.
But whatever the decade or age - there must be icecream and a cold drink and somewhere to relax in the shade with a good book.
Wishing you and yours a very safe and happy Christmas spent with those you love.
Here is a little summer Christmas video for my friends in the northern hemisphere:
(ps - it starts with Maori New Zealand counting)
Thank you so much for stopping by. I value your comments and look forward to hearing from you. I will try to visit your blogs in return. Stay safe and have a wonderful week.
It is summer, and I am just reconnecting myself to life after a week away at Summer School in Albany on the south coast of our State. (it was fabulous! - more about that later!)
Yes it is summer. I thank everyone most sincerely for their thoughts and prayers over the last couple of weeks while I have been blogging about the Australian bush-fires. Your comments and thoughts, and those of you who have helped in other ways, really means more than I can tell you. I am happy to report that there has been some relief on the fire-fronts with rain over the past week. However there are still bushfires burning.
Just this afternoon a suspected deliberately lit bush-fire has started up only about 20kms north of where we live in Western Australia. It continues to baffle me why people deliberately light bushfires. The water bombers have been flying overhead this afternoon. I feel relatively safe here as we are in the middle of suburbia, but I hope they can put the fire out quickly.
More than 10.7 million hectares of land have burnt so far in Australia’s bushfires – larger than the total area of South Korea, or Portugal, and 1.3 times the size of Scotland.The Guardian - Australian bushfires from the air.
However, not to make light of the situation, but I have decided on a change of pace today, with an ode to the typical Aussie summer footwear - thongs. I planned a couple of months ago to write this ode to thongs - so here it is.
I've borrowed from Australian writer and poet Colin Thiele from his poetry book - "Songs for my Thongs" - this is "Thongs are like Footprints" -
and "A thong is just a Friendly Sole" -
Thank
you so much for stopping by. I value your comments and look forward to
hearing from you. I will try to visit your blogs in return. Have a
wonderful week.
You might also like: Summer salad days In the summer time I
am linking up to the link-ups below. Please click on the links to see
fabulous contributions from around the world - virtual touring at its
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Can you believe it is the end of April already? I'm not sure where it has disappeared to. In the southern hemisphere we are enjoying the cooler days of autumn, while in the north you are, I hope, reveling in the spring sunshine. I've compiled a few of my April randoms, with a few links to previous posts if you care to look over there.
April is: Quinces - stewing delicious quinces "which they ate with a runcible spoon". Autumn is the time when the quinces ripen and are available in our local farmer's market. Have you tasted them? You can't eat them raw, but cooked they are delicious! We have just planted a quince tree, and I am so looking forward to picking my own quinces in the future! The quince is an old orchard variety that is making a comeback. I've blogged about them before here - The quince, the symbol of love in ancient Greece and Rome and And slices of quince which they ate with a runcible spoon
It's summer here in Western Australia but we are enthralled watching the Winter Olympics. I love watching the events on TV and seeing the speed and exhilaration of the sports. These winter sports are so different for us, as we only have a couple of areas that have snow in Australia, and certainly not in Western Australia, except for an occasional light dusting on Bluff Knoll in our south west.
Medals for Australians at the Winter Olympics are few and far between, so when an Aussie wins a medal, or in fact just gets into a final, it is a reason for celebration. So it was exciting to have just watched Matt Graham take silver in the moguls, our first medal at this Olympics. Daily Telegraph - Winter Olympics. Congratulations Matt!
But as I said it is summer in Australia and this last weekend we had a very busy weekend immersed in summer life. We had family come to stay so there was a BBQ on Friday night, and then Saturday morning we went to a waterfront restaurant for breakfast. The water was sparkling and the icecream van was already cranking up for the day. Our town is surrounded by water on three sides - the Indian Ocean, the Leschenault Inlet, and Koombana Bay, so beach and water activities are a big part of our summer
In the afternoon we went down to the Inlet to watch our sons compete with their dragon boat club, Forza, in their local annual regatta. Dragon Boating has been a part of the landscape of our town, and our family life, since the first regatta was held here in March 1990. We have seen the big days of the sport when our local regatta was a two day event with over 70 teams, to the small regatta it is today. Our main competition is held in Perth, our capital city. Our local event was for teams of 10 paddlers, rather than the usual 20.
On Saturday evening my husband and I drove up to the Ferguson Valley, a wine region only about twenty minutes from home, to enjoy a Spanish Sundowner at Green Door Wines. My Spanish friend Montse and her partner Laura, from Food with Passion South West cooked up a storm, including a variety of tapas and a huge paella. Delicious.
And the light coming through the west facing window in the late afternoon was amazing.
In between courses Flamenco dancers, Nicole and Susanna from Sol y Sombra Spanish Dance Company danced for us. Unfortunately the low light, the fast movement, and my skills didn't do their dancing justice, but you can get an idea of the colour and movement in these couple of images. These two talented ladies are our Flamenco teachers at Sol y Sombra. I've blogged about them several times before - Ole - Celebration of 25 years of flamenco
It was a fabulous evening. Oh, and don't forget the Sangria
On Sunday morning we had an early get up to travel down to Busselton to see our eldest son compete in the around the Busselton Jetty swim. This is an annual event, which started in 1996, and which now attracts over 2000 competitors. The course is a swim of 3.6 kilometres from the shore, around the Busselton Jetty, and back to the shore. People swim solo, as my son, nephew and his wife did, or relay teams of two or four can nominate.
Below you can see the start line and the end of the jetty where they swim round and then go back down the other side.
And my son on the return leg. We only managed to spot him because he was swimming alongside the jetty instead of further out. He said he was having difficulty dragging his arms out of the water at this point, but he managed to sprint the last few hundred metres to the finish line - what a welcome sight it must have been. We are so proud of him that he achieved this swim.
Thank you for stopping by everyone. I hope you have enjoyed this little look at summer in my part of the world. What is happening in your corner of the world? Are you watching the Winter Olympics?
I value your comments and look forward to hearing from you. I will try to visit your blogs in return. Have a wonderful week.