Weekly Photo Challenge: Breakfast

Once a yearon our 9-hour coastal journey south

we stop off for breakfast

at Narooma’s Quarterdeck Marina

home of fabulous retro kitsch

and the breakfasts of intrepid travellers

and,
if a sudden gust blows in
,
fried-egg antimacassars
😀

Weekly Photo Challenge: Wonder

As is
so often the case,

I took
the photograph
first, then
looked.

Saw the water
messaged fresh across his
name,

and I wondered then

if you were there
in the shade of the oaks
watching me

in distaste.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Hidden

Nature hides then reveals its beauty

I took this photo at Myall Lakes last year of what appears to be a cicada that’s just emerged from its nymph shell. Unfortunately, the colour balance of the photo isn’t good even with a bit of doctoring but it gives an idea of the contrast between the packaging and its contents.

Cicada and nymph shell - Myall Lakes, NSW, Australia

And the  poem below is about the duplicitous side of human nature –  (it’s a re-post of one of my earliest on this blog).

Wicked

How witchlike a creature can I be
when the moth at a swipe digs its claws into me
and the blood in my veins cascades to the ground
and the thoughts in my head make no audible sound.

How witchlike a creature do I feel
when a table for two is a cannibals’ meal
and the eggs in the pantry go rotten inside
and the cow in the meadow eats its own hide.

How witchlike a creature do I seem
when the nightmare you chase is my sacred dream
when the pain in your heart is the pleasure in mine
when the warmth that you drink is a poisonous wine.

Everything is not what it seems
The smile on my face is the end to a means.

Special thanks to Gabrielle Bryden for guest-posting me on her blog this week  😀

Weekly Photo Challenge: Possibility

Change

is always

a possibility

Apartheid Museum – Johannesburg, South Africa

‘The next thing you think, the next action you take will either create possibility for you or it will repeat the past’
Deepak Chopra

Weekly Photo Challenge: Comfort

Coffee art - Pala Pizza, NYC

I sleep in; you are gone when I wake,
but here in our kitchen,

in the egg in the pan
to be boiled,
the GF bread
already once-toasted,
Vivalto Lungo
in the Nespresso machine (eat your heart out, George),

I find you

It is this that keeps me

these minutiae of love,
all the comfort
I need

Weekly Photo Challenge: Mountains

These are pics from Mt Kosciuszko – Australia’s highest mountain – taken last Christmas, would you believe, in the middle of our summer.

Mt Kosciuszko walk

We do get snow in this wide brown land, sometimes even in summer

Snow's a bit of a novelty for me

The stats - at 2228m, not quite Everest

A view from the summit

Homewards - and 6km to a chilled glass of champers

PS – I’m tired of all the gloom and doom in the world right now and having exorcised, over the last year, a few ghosts that had been hanging around for far too long, I’ll be posting alternative perspectives (if only, on occasion ;-)) via the weekly photo challenge.