Youth ends when egotism does; maturity begins when one lives for others.

― Hermann Hesse, Gertrude

Ten Grey hairs and a silver one

I discovered my first grey hair
when I was Seventeen years old
It had to do with breaking up my first relationship

I discovered my second grey hair
when I was Twenty years old
It had to do with the quarrels at home

I discovered my third grey hair
when I was Twenty-one years old
It had to do with searching for work

I discovered my fourth grey hair
when I was Twenty-three years old
It had to do with losing my job

I discovered my fifth grey hair
when I was Twenty-five years old
It had to do with giving up my unborn child

I discovered my sixth grey hair
When I was Twenty-eight years old
It had to do with opening my pub

I discovered my seventh grey hair
When I was thirty years old
It had to do with giving birth to my daughter

I discovered my eighth grey hair
When I was thirty –two years old
It had to do with the first day at the kinder garden school

I discovered my ninth grey hair
When I was thirty-four years old
It had to do with  finding out that some thing was missing

I discovered my tenth grey hair
When I was thirty-five years old
It had to do with the fights between my sisters and mum

My one Silver hair I discovered lately
Has to do with you
Because I miss you so hard …

Pascale Ost

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ten-grey-hairs-and-a-silver-one/

“If a man has to say trust me it’s a sure sign you cannot. Trust him, that is. Trust is a thing you do without words.”

― Juliet Marillier, Wildwood Dancing

Bees

From the hollow trees in their native home
them old fellows cut the honeycomb.
On honey and little white grubs they fed,
’cause them young bees was blackfeller’s bread.
That’s why they was so mighty and strong
in their native home in Currarong.
An’ them old fellers’ drink was honey-bul;
honey and water, a coolamon full.
Naked through the bush they went,
an’ never knew what sickness meant,
them native bees could do you no harm,
they’d crawl all over your honey-smeared arm.
But them Eyetalian bees, they’d bung
your eyes right up. When we was young
we used to rob their honey-trees,
Savage! they’d fetch your blood, Them bees
would zoom an’ zing an’ chase a feller
from Bombaderry to Bodalla
Well Old Uncle Ninah, and Billy Bulloo
Old Jacky Mumbulla, King Merriman too,
them fierce old fellers, they’re all gone now.
An’ the wild honey’s still in the gumtree bough.

Roland Robinson

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bees-12/

When there’s an elephant in the room introduce him. Randy Pausch

When I said I wanted to die in my sleep, I meant I wanted to be stepped on by an elephant while making love.”

Roger Zelazny, The Great Book of Ambe

I have never let my schooling interfere with my education. Mark Twain

“When you take the free will out of education, that turns it into schooling.”
John Taylor Gatto

There’s nothing . . absolutely nothing . . half so much worth doing as simply messing around in boats.

Kenneth Grahame, The Wind in the Willows

Water is the formless potential out of which creation emerged. It is the ocean of unconsciousness enveloping the islands of consciousness. Water bathes us at birth and again at death, and in between it washes away sin. It is by turns the elixir of life or the renewing rain or the devastating flood.

(Scott Russell Sanders, Writing from the Center)

This old river town saw the Early steamboats. The line of wharf and houses is a faded chromo. It is bleached and bitten standing To steady the sunrises.

Carl Sandburg, Honey and Salt

http://www.siue.edu/OSME/river/RiverQuotes/RiverQ1.htm

I stand by the river and I know that it has been here yesterday and will be here tomorrow and that therefore, since I am part of its pattern today, I also belong to all its yesterdays and will be a part of all its tomorrows. This is a kind of earthly immortality, a kinship with rivers and hills and rocks, with all things and all creatures that have ever lived or ever will live or have their being on the earth. It is my assurance of an orderly continuity in the great design of the universe. 

(Virginia Eifert)

http://www.rivers.gov/quotations.html

FOTO – BOATHOUSE ON THE KALANG RIVER IN URUNGA.

You cannot train a horse with shouts and expect it to obey a whisper.

Dagobert D. Runes

"From this point forth, we shall be leaving the firm foundation of fact and journeying together through the murky marshes of memory into thickets of wildest guesswork."

Albus Dumbledore

foto – january 2012 horses going home

Being born in a stable does not make one a horse.

http://www.coolnsmart.com/horse_quotes/

Bedouin. When God wanted to create the horse, he said to the South Wind, "I want to make a creature of you. Condense." And the Wind condensed.

DECEMBER 25 2011 : Christmas is a necessity. There has to be at least one day of the year to remind us that we are here for something else besides ourselves. Eric Sevareid. « the GEM COLLECTION 2011

 

DECEMBER 25 2011 : Christmas is a necessity. There has to be at least one day of the year to remind us that we are here for something else besides ourselves. Eric Sevareid. « the GEM COLLECTION 2011.

via DECEMBER 25 2011 : Christmas is a necessity. There has to be at least one day of the year to remind us that we are here for something else besides ourselves. Eric Sevareid. « the GEM COLLECTION 2011.

"My dear,if you could give me a cup of tea to clear my muddle of a head I should better understand your affairs." Charles Dickens

http://www.worldconsortium.com/quotes.htm

“Never trust a man who, when left alone in a room with a tea cozy, doesn’t try it on.” – Billy Connolly

http://www.wondersoftea.com/tea-quotes

QUOTE GARDEN. THE BEST OF ALL QUOTE SITESTime Quotes and Sayings

 

 

THIS IS MY VERY FAVOURITE QUOTE SITE

Time Quotes and Sayings.

"A road without turns seems very long".

And if you look more deeply, with the eyes of a bodhisattva, with the eyes of those who are awake, you see not only the clouds and the sunshine in it, but that everything is here.

Thich Nhat Hanh.

When glory has its day the world will greet a rising sun
A world awoken to no fighting nor the sound of guns
Men will shake each others hand and live for love and peace
All countries will unite as one
The fighting will all cease.

‘Dawn of Hope ‘ by Aaron McPhail.

No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace, As I have seen in one autumnal face. John Donne.

FRUIT IN SEASON 3: IN AUTUMN I TAKE UP MY KNIFE

The view from the kitchen sink takes in the garden,
the fence, the tall trees in the valley, the children shouting
and crying, the feijoa tree, shedding its fruit,
like large green tears, or bullets big as a human heart.
Each swipe of the dish-sponge is anger or regret,
choices have consequences, consequences constrict
to the tightness of skin on a fruit, this feijoa
I slice into, savagely, and stop. Pineapple-scented.
The soft, fragrant jelly within.

© 2009, Miriam Wei Wei Lo

SUSAN

Last night, my Sister passed away.

SUSAN ( SANDERS) POMROY. 26 May 1952 – 17 February 2911.

Water gentle, battle won ~ but won in peace under sun Carried gently one by one stones sands free on beaches run.

Duane Short, April 21, 2002, Water Trick Stone

http://www.rivers.gov/quotations.html

Any one wounded by a Sting Ray, which often happens in catching sand-eels, will feel the pain of the wound very severely till the next tide.

A provincial glossary

 

foto – flynn’s beach jan 2011

You may as soon sip up the Severn, and swallow Mavern. That is, sip up a great river, and swallow a range of hills ; a saying used to persons proposing an impossibility.

A provincial glossary

I choose to listen to the river for a while, thinking river thoughts, before joining the night and the stars.  (Edward Abbey)

http://www.rivers.gov/quotations.html

foto – hastings river port macquarie jan 2011

"It’s not true that I had nothing on. I had the radio on." Marylyn Monroe.

Fairies appear to have all the passions and wants of men ; but are great lovers of cleanliness and propriety; for the observance of which they frequently reward servants, by dropping money in their shoes : they likewise severely punish sluts and slovens, by pinching them black and blue.

"A provincial glossary; with a collection of local proverbs, and popular superstitions"

foto – port macquarie jan 2011

I realized that If I had to choose, I would rather have birds than airplanes. Charles Lindbergh.

http://www.beautiful-chiangmai.com/thailand/birds/birds_proverbs.htm

It is held extremely unlucky to kill a cricket, a lady-bug, a swallow, martin, robin red-breast, or wren ; perhaps from its being a breach of hospitality ; all those birds and insects taking refuge in houses.

"A provincial glossary; with a collection of local proverbs, and popular superstitions"

foto – kookaburra and pigeon in raleigh nsw jan 2011

CHRISTMAS 2010

TO ALL OF YOU, I WISH A HAPPY CHRISTMAS. ITS BEEN A PLEASURE HAVING YOU WITH ME ALL YEAR.

And always a rainbow serpent remembers ancient days.

 

Samara Flynn, Age 12
Grafton Public School, Grafton NSW