Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Good for the Soul

My golden ticket, little did I know when purchasing it, that this would quickly become a sell out gig.  There were many hopefuls outside the Palace begging for tickets, Melbourne loves Manu Chao, the atmosphere inside the Palace was electric. Today I am sore after dancing like a teenager, I'm feeling more like a mummy - in all senses of the word. No regrets though, it is sooo good for the soul, a night of dancing with friends.

Hmm how to segue my random thoughts. Also good for the soul is an evening stroll. The middle Bowerbird took my old camera for a photo stroll, he was meant to be capturing weather photos for an assignment, but he also took some beautiful pictures of his little sister.

 Not wanting to miss out on the action, the little Bowerbird created a camera out of fallen leaves and took imaginary photos of him.


How's that lip curl camera action technique.

I even like this blurry shot with Zef's eyes glowing, a little mysterious. I will miss the warm night walks and longer days as winter and daylight savings approaches. 

 Eating lots of yummy home grown potatoes, nice to have the oven on to warm the house, also good for the soul, though perhaps less good for the tummy. : )


  1. Just gorgeous. And lovely to see how beautiful that recycled smocked dress looks.

    1. such a good innings those dresses, must have been well made! Another budding photographer like his Nenek.

  2. Yes home grown potatoes are just the best. I'm quite sad that we've finished ours. It was a disappointing year compared to last. A lot of plants died in the hot weather. Better luck next near.
    Coleslaw is just the best with potatoes isn't it?


In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.
Margaret Atwood

“She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbour:
"Winter is dead.”
― A.A. Milne, When We Were Very Young