What emotion does this sculpture – Three Businessmen Who Brought Their Own Lunch: Batman, Swanston And Hoddle – by Alison Weaver evoke in you? Do you think Batman, Swanston and Hoddle feel that they have anything to look forward to?
My favourite entry of the week was this one from Gilly.
For more entries to this week’s photo challenge, see The Daily Post.
“Home is where the heart is.
Home is so remote.
Home is just emotion
sticking in my throat.
Let’s go to your place.”
The decor of this Sydney restaurant is a colourful reminder of the linguistically and culturally rich country that was my home from birth to mid-life.
My favourite from this week’s challenge was this one from Jo Bryant.
See The Daily Post for more photographic interpretations of ‘Home’.
Reconstruction of an Archaeopteryx – Melbourne Museum
The staff at the Melbourne Museum have done a wonderful job of reconstructing this strange creature.
For more entries in this week’s photo challenge, see The Daily Post
Five favourites from this week:
“Old and rare books!”, we gasped in reverent unison,
as we swerved off course, making a bee-line for the shop window.
“Don’t open ’til ten”, a chap behind us on the pavement drawled, the smoke from his early morning cigarette curling around his smile. He’d obviously seen our type before.
My niece and I were in Melbourne, relishing some girl-time. The day before we had spent a wonderful day at the Melbourne Museum, where we immersed ourselves in a shared love of all things scientific –
the wild,
the weird,
OK then, the weird…
..and the seriously mind-boggling.
This day we would spend the morning traversing Melbourne’s laneways, indulging our love of shopping, architecture and art,
and the afternoon marvelling at the mysterious workings of commercial harbours (Melbourne’s has quite a colourful history but I doubt that any internet resource can provide an as wry and amusing and account as our ferry driver did :lol:).
But about that bookshop – we made a mad dash back before closing time
and what a treasure trove it is – an extraordinary collection of enthralling books,
watched over
by the largest collection of owls I’ve ever seen –
they are everywhere, roosting in glass cases,
on pelmets, in windows and on bookshelves,
and have been mysteriously multiplying for the 47 years that Kay Craddock, the bookshop’s owner, has been in business.
But Old and Rare Books was nearing closing time and we were fading fast – a love of chocolate chocolate addiction is in our genes and we hadn’t had our Koko Black fix for the day,
so, after a quick purchase for the love of my life, we exited this wonderful place.
My niece and her husband were with us for three weeks over the 2012/2013 Festive Season: a wonderful and extremely precious time. We don’t know when we’ll see each other again; we live on different continents. But a myriad of shared interests and the deepest bonds of love keep us connected.
😀 😀 😀
More about Melbourne
Food recommendations from our trip:
Koko Black (of course!)
City Wine Shop (don’t let the name fool you – this establishment is not all about wine: their food is quite delicious – and their desserts are sublime!)
Longrain – the duck salad (which we shared) was superb, as was the banana and lime sorbet- yum, yum.
And for excellent photos of Melbourne, head over to Leanne Cole’s blog – mine can never do Melbourne justice the way that Leanne’s most certainly do.
For more entries to this week’s photo challenge, see The Daily Post.
I can never tell you
About that day…
It was the death of gravity, a falling
Away,
Unspeakable, unspeakable
Is all I can say, forever
It’s unspeakable
And the worst day.
I rarely write poetry 
at my desk –
but prefer cafes,
trains,
wide open spaces,
gardens,
forests,
whispering places –
and on dark, stormy nights,
my bed,
next to cheeky faces
😀
xxx
For a chance to win a great prize in Nancy’s challenge,
hop over to Spirit Lights the Way for details
We ended what has been a rather mixed year
of highs and lows
in a very good place:
with precious family and wonderful friends on our beautiful harbour.
Happy New Year, Fellow Bloggers!
Hope you have a wonderful 2013
Thanks for your community.
🙂
xoxox
Image via http://www.sxc.hu
So many days
we are beyond bereft
at some ancient
god’s puzzled mumbles
beneath the night lamp,
his tremulous finger-fumbles
with jigsaw fragments
of our lives,
his fearful look of surprise
at the countless missing pieces
of his Master Plan,
unaware of the devil dog
chewing at his feet.
http://jmgoyder.com/2012/12/15/children/
http://nrhatch.wordpress.com/2012/12/14/an-unblossomed-bloom/
http://thelaughinghousewife.wordpress.com/2012/12/15/no-humour-today/
It wasn’t smells or tastes or dear old Patchy,
or Teddy or Polly or clothes that were scratchy,
but bright orange blossoms beaming out from my walls,
retro symbols of happiness from ceiling to floor –
my first bedroom’s wallpaper sticks like glue
in my mind to this day (my sibling’s too –
at the time they thought he had chronic colic
but, it seems, brother’s wall-art was making him sick –
all those racing-cars whizzing about his head
(he confessed, years later) made him dizzy in bed).
So my first memory – wallpaper, and subtropical heat,
and the tickles of mum’s kisses under my feet.
In response to the Daily Post’s Weekend Prompt: Childhood Revisited – What is your earliest memory? Describe it in detail, and tell us why you think that experience was the one to stick with you.
Due to work and university commitments, I’ll be taking a break from blogging for a while.
Waratah – Blue Mountains
Floral Emblem of New South Wales
©beeblu
Happy Blogging
See you on the other side
🙂
Thinking of the people of America as they recover from this devastating event.
Hey! What’s in my hair?! © beeblu
A few favourites from this week’s entries:
For more entries, see The Daily Post at WordPress.com
My linguistics professor would call it “spooky action at a distance“, and, indeed, it is a sort of blogging quantum entanglement, a weird close encounter of the blogging kind.
I speak of The Laughing Housewife, a.k.a. Tilly Bud.
Image via http://www.sxc.hu
Not that I’m saying Tilly’s weird, you understand (although once you’ve read her Search Engine Poem, you might disagree) – what I’m referring to is the strange coincidence that although we’ve never met, and know of each other only through our blogging connection, twenty years ago we were in the very same room at the very same time. (You’ll have to read this post’s comments if you want to know more).
So, anyway, what to say about Tilly?
A monumental intellect, a resilience that’s instructive, and a sense of humour that can shine a light through the darkest disposition. Nothing can wipe the smile off her face.
Quite like a worldwide shortage of Maltesers (I suspect this (second photo) was one of those times),
dodgy punctuation and grammar (any evidence of this in her found poem below is purely intentional),
or sycophants and flatterers (“no Maltesers for you!“).
She loves to cook, dance, sing, and do I’m-not-going-to-ask-what to the long-suffering Hub.
But we forgive her all that ;-), because, besides making us laugh and being a loving mother, Tilly is an accomplished poet.
Not only has her poetic talent been showcased in poetry journals and other interesting places, but she’s also about to release what promises to be a very interesting book of poetry memoir, and has another (on poo) in the pipeline ;-).
In the meantime, here’s her entry to my Search Engine Poetry challenge.
(Warning – not suitable for those suffering from Chaetophobia)
girls that dont shave
a found poem for Bluebee
irish women don’t shave
welding women don’t shave
freak americans don’t shave
hairy women armpits
bushy sweaty arm pits
kerala housewife armpits
air in armpits, girls
————————-Thanks, Tilly! 😀 (let’s hope you never find yourself in the same room as these internet-search weirdos)———-
Sydney Opera House and City Skyline ©beeblu
Five favourites from this week
http://ohmsweetohmdotme.wordpress.com/2012/10/19/weekly-photo-challenge-silhouette/
http://wheresmybackpack.com/2012/08/24/silhouette/
http://warmhotchocolate.com/2012/10/20/weekly-photo-challenge-silhouette/
http://zainabdullah.wordpress.com/2012/10/20/weekly-photo-challenge-silhouette/
http://cjvl.wordpress.com/2012/10/19/weekly-photo-challenge-silhouette/
For more entries, see The Daily Post at WordPress.com
I’m away in the mountains for my birthday, and some 17,000kms from Stockport, home of The Laughing Housewife, but have just received this delightful gift from her.
Tilly makes me laugh, a lot!
Thank you, Tilly Bud!
😀
The Blue Mountains, NSW, Australia
My husband,
and his extremely silly sense of humour
(But, his sense of style…)
..need I say more?
😆 😆 😆
For more entries to this week’s photo challenge, see The Daily Post at WordPress.com
My ways of seeing are uniquely mine,
as yours are uniquely yours,
but we can learn a lot from each other…
A glimpse of the Sydney Harbour Bridge on the Kirribilli to Taronga Zoo walk
For more entries to this week’s photo challenge, see The Daily Post at WordPress.com
Image via http://www.sxc.hu
How often
is he there
in front of you?
Just another bloke
like you
except, perhaps,
a lack of personal hygiene
or its pathological opposite,
his way of regarding you
far too directly
without blinking
for the longest time.
When he asks for a cigarette
do you oblige
in spite of yourself?
Because in this stark room
you cannot reconcile
the rhetoric
on the face of it –
just another human being
in the silence,
no manifest difference
to teach the rookies,
no monster in plain sight
to slay with a bedside light,
just this banality
of evil
sitting in the corner
of your nightmares.
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beeblu blog 
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