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Jolly Good Idea

via Daily Prompt: Jolly

Okay, so we’re on the road a fair while and we decide to take a break and book a motel so we can shower, do the washing and rest for a couple of days. Motel was fine, we all shared an apartment. Well, all was fine cept for the shower head. Fortunately Geoff carries everything one might need to fix things at short notice. Geoff is resourceful, and often reminds me of MacGyver, but better, who can work with anything. The shower head collapsed, the wing nut which held it tight had faulty thread, and when we turned the water on it fell down everytime. But Geof fixed it, and he made a jolly good job of it too. The important thing was we all got our showers. The best thing about this was the simplicity, I was thinking hardware store, Geoff just thought cable ties.




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A Degree of Caution

via Daily Prompt: Degree


When you head north, especially inland, you need to be cautious about a number of things. Water supply, food, shelter, Eperb, and so on. Fuel is the other. We carried around sixty litres spare on board. We didn’t really need it, but at least it was there if we did. The photo shows fuel bowsers, all locked up. There’s a degree of caution in these parts due to theft and damage. If you want fuel, it’s still self-serve, once the attendant comes and unlocks the cage for you. In years gone by some of the young people out here turned to sniffing petrol to relieve the misery. But now they sell a low arromatic fuel that prevents you getting high, so it’s no longer a major problem. They sell diesel too. Nowadays, it’s pure theft, you can hot wire a pump just like a car, and with the cost of fuel out here, there’s a motive for some. So, as I was saying, a degree of caution …



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Ormiston Gorge

via Daily Prompt: Gorge


A popular tourist stop along the West MacDonnell Ranges is Ormiston Gorge, probably because it is the most accessible water hole to visit along the route. It was also the largest body of water out of all the gorges we visited, the bird-life was vast, and there were fish as well. Ormiston is picturesque and very attractive, and is an oasis in a rugged landscape. I find it very restful when wilderness travelling to encounter a gorge or a creek, something about water and life, a sense of security maybe, but more than that pleasure and hope. The rich texture and the colour of the ancient rock, and the bush around, is a contrast to the sand and water. The water is restful on the eyes and ever cooling. The bird calls a sign of life and future, there is new life birthing here. And our friends the trees ever breathing for us. A beautiful experience to be treasured. A veritable feast to gorge our eyes on the gorge before us.




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Relocate to Krakow?

via Daily Prompt: Relocate


Poland was a facinating place to visit, a country with a rich and sometimes tragic history. We spent a considerable time in Warsaw, but we did visit another importnat city – Krakow, which used to be the capital of the Kingdom of Poland, until the captial was, in stages, relocated to Warsaw. Warsaw became the economic and political capital around 1611, but Krakow remained the capital of the kingdom till the late 18th century. Today Warsaw is the capital of Poland, but Krakow is still considered the cultural capital. And it did appeal to me, it was rich in music and the arts in general. The sections we saw of the city were only a slice of life, but I experienced it as very bohemian (wonderful), free thinking, and a place of learning. If I had to relocate to Poland I would certainly choose to live in Krakow, I felt at home, as if there were kindred spirits roaming there.




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Copper Sails


Patina is a liberated word, it used to be restricted to the effects of oxidation on metals and stone, now it covers just about everything. But my eyes were drawn to the copper sails that help define the Perth Bell Tower.


If you look closely you can see the oxidation, the patina, of the copper tiles that form the sail. A few years ago the Orthodox commuity decided to clean the patina on the copper dome of their church in North Perth. Once it was done it gleamed like a lighthouse beacon whenever light hit it, it was stunning. But I think the patina on the Bell Tower is somehow more fitting, it sets those ancient bells from England in a mature, historical ambience. Besides I like patina and rust, which is perhaps a reflection on my parallel process of aging, there’s quite a bit of the patina of life that’s clung to me, and I’m conscious of the rust, the things that are not what they were, not gone, but different, maturing and wonderful in their own way.



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Rock of Ages

via Daily Prompt: Age

The New Age (whatever that’s meant to mean, usually a load of ignorance about matters that revolve around spirituality and philosophy), an aged wine or whiskey, the maturing we embrace or endure depending on what day it is and our perspective. Age is relative.

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Rock of ages. You can see the weathering of extreme heat and cold, rain and wind on these sandstone formations. Landform created by erosion. Tough, but yet soft enought to mould. Up close they are a complexity of form, standing back they are a work of art, a great sculpture. A bit like humanity really, weathered, matured with age, complex, a work of art. The rock is a metaphor too.



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via Daily Prompt: Sparkle

Lots of things sparkle. What we call sparklers, or really low grade welding sticks that light up with a match and sparkle in the dark. I really miss what we used to call fire works night (November 5) or Guy Fawkes Night (Gun powder, treason and plot), I really miss fireworks night, all those smells and colours and sounds, we’ve become a true nanny state in banning them. We forget there’s a risk even in getting out of bed in the morning – perhaps they’ll ban getting up every morning 🙂

Flowers also sparkle, like a living impressionist, even expressionist, painting.

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Taken near Nungarin at Talgomine reserve at the height of wildflower season, the photo doesn’t quite capture the sparkle, but I can assure you they do. A bit like us really, what you see on the outside sometimes belies what’s on the inside, we all sparkle, but you have to get to know in order to really know. Knowing is seeing.


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