Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Monday, June 28, 2010
Another lovely word image.
Life in the Mountains
by Otagaki Rengetsu
Living deep in the mountains
I've grown fond of the
Solitary sound of the singing pines;
On days the wind does not blow
How lonely it is!
by Otagaki Rengetsu
Living deep in the mountains
I've grown fond of the
Solitary sound of the singing pines;
On days the wind does not blow
How lonely it is!
A small poem
Handmade Pottery
by Otagaki Rengetsu
Taking the fragile
little handmade
thing to sell —
how lonely it looks
in the market place
RENGETSU was a Buddhist Nun renowned for her delicate poems.
by Otagaki Rengetsu
Taking the fragile
little handmade
thing to sell —
how lonely it looks
in the market place
RENGETSU was a Buddhist Nun renowned for her delicate poems.
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Vale Randolph Stowe. To the Islands!
'Under his sandals, leaves and nuts fallen from the Moreton Bay figtrees crunched and popped. Beyond the merry-go-round was the sea. The colour of the sea should have astounded, but the boy was seldom astounded. It was simply the sea, dark and glowing blue, bisected by seagull-grey timbers of the rotting jetty, which dwindled away in the distance until it seemed to come to an end in the flat-topped hills to the north. He did not think about the sea, or about the purple bougainvillea that glowed against it, propped on a sagging shed. These existed only as the familiar backdrop of the merry-go-round. Nevertheless, the colours had entered into him, printing a brilliant memory.'
This excerpt is from Randolph Stowe's book The Merry go round under the Sea. Randolph Stowe lived in England for a lot of his later years but has writen some wonderful books with an Australian background. He died this week aged 75 years.
This excerpt is from Randolph Stowe's book The Merry go round under the Sea. Randolph Stowe lived in England for a lot of his later years but has writen some wonderful books with an Australian background. He died this week aged 75 years.
The voyage continues.......
Winter days and overcast......feeding the honeyeaters with a little warm nectar. Now have the largest breed, the Noisy Honeyeater with his beautiful blue markings and of course the busy community of Lewins Honeyeaters. This weekend is the Festival of the Dreaming and there will be a special tribute to Ruby Hunter.
Garden jobs are mounting up and need to move some of the lucious red soil delivered from a swimming pool excavation. Such a colour! Dreaming of new vege and herb patch but will need to fence as the Brush Turkeys are ruthless and particularly love yummy roots and fresh shoots
Louise Bourgois has died at 94 years...a wonderful sculptor! Really enjoyed Patti Smith's doco with lots of faces known and loved.
Lotus ponds looking ragged with dead leaves and spider webs. I am not too fond of winter. Lucky we have a fire and heaps of wood and bamboo leaves to burn.
Garden jobs are mounting up and need to move some of the lucious red soil delivered from a swimming pool excavation. Such a colour! Dreaming of new vege and herb patch but will need to fence as the Brush Turkeys are ruthless and particularly love yummy roots and fresh shoots
Louise Bourgois has died at 94 years...a wonderful sculptor! Really enjoyed Patti Smith's doco with lots of faces known and loved.
Lotus ponds looking ragged with dead leaves and spider webs. I am not too fond of winter. Lucky we have a fire and heaps of wood and bamboo leaves to burn.
The Goddess of Compassion.
The pose Guanyin is often represented in shows her with one leg raised and her arm resting outwards stretched. This is known as 'royal ease'. When traveling in South East Asia, one often sees people relaxing in a similar style. So graceful.
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