Carl Sandburg, Honey and Salt
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.
FOTO – BOATHOUSE ON THE KALANG RIVER IN URUNGA.
"Those were summers when the heart quivered up from the hot yellow gravel and pierced the plaited rushes
of my wide-brimmed hats, summers almost without nights. For even then I so loved the dawn that my mother
granted it to me as a reward. She used to agree to wake me at half past three and off I would go, an empty
basket on each arm, towards the kitchen gardens that sheltered in the narrow bend of the river, in search of
strawberries, black currants, and hairy gooseberries."
foto – dining ensemble in sydney
If you want breakfast in bed, sleep in the kitchen. Anonymous.
Nana K. Gyasi Jnr.
foto – kitchen in annandale
A collection of Gaelic proverbs and familiar phrases : based on Macintosh’s collection"
How beautiful is it to do nothing, and then rest afterward.
FOTO- CAMPING AT BILAMBIL 09
This night, all night, the lean dogs of desire Have bayed upon my track, Yelping, keen of scent, afire To pull me down.
foto – charlie and co at forealty towers
WOODEN SHIPS THEY are remembering forests where they grew,The midnight quiet, and the giant dance; And all the murmuring summers that they knew Are haunting still their altered circumstance. Leaves they have lost, and robins in the nest. Tug of the goodly earth denied to ships.
foto – W.W. JACOBS COLLECTION COLDSTREAM STREET 2009
If man were relieved of all superstition, and all prejudice, and had replaced these with a keen sensitivity to his real environment, and moreover had achieved a level of communication so simplified that one syllable could express his every thought, then he would have achieved the level of intelligence already achieved by his dog.
Robert Brault, www.robertbrault.com
foto – Charlie in Armidale 2009
The great church bells rarely sound, the full cask returns no sound.
(A proverb of the Chinese directed against babblers for whom they have a great aversion)
foto – the silver bell from jack-a-dandy,ulmarra. july 09.
Spread the table and contention will cease.
foto- forealty towers july 09.
BEETROOT CAFE KENDALL NSW
The sleep of the labouring man is sweet, whether he eat little or much; but the abundance of the rich will not suffer him to sleep. Ecdes, Y, 11.)
foto – lawnmowing in Ulmarra 09
ROAD BUILT ON HOPE
The important work of moving the world forward does not wait to be done by perfect men.
foto – FROM TERRANORA TO BILAMBIL
Ideas are like rabbits. You get a couple and learn how to handle them, and pretty soon you have a dozen. JOHN STEINBECK
FOTO – RABBIT AT KINGSCLIFF 2005
Probably the happiest period in life most frequently is in middle age, when the eager passions of youth are cooled, and the infirmities of age not yet begun; as we see that the shadows, which are at morning and evening so large, almost entirely disappear at midday.
FOTO – BILAMBIL COTTAGE IN THE MORNING 2004
One only gets to the top rung on the ladder by steadily climbing up one at a time, and suddenly, all sorts of powers, all sorts of abilities which you thought never belonged to you – suddenly become within your own possibility and you think, ‘well, I’ll have a go, too’. Margaret Thatcher
He has gone to fish, for his Aunt Jobliska’s
Runcible Cat with crimson whiskers!
by Edward Lear
FOTO – FISH AT GRAM AND POP’S IN BELLINGEN 2007
He knows when you’re happy, he knows when you’re sad, and he knows when you have a carrot.
But my daughter… said, “Tell them about how you’re never really a whole person if you remain silent, because there is always that one little piece inside you that wants to be spoken out, and if you keep ignoring it, it gets madder and madder and hotter and hotter, and if you don’t speak it out one day it will just up and punch you in the mouth from the inside.”
Audre Lorde in Sister Outsider
FOTO –FOR ZARA HABLETHWAITE. A FRAME AT THE END OF URUNGA. WITH BARINA.
A flower you plant may not necessarily bloom; but the seed of a tree you happen to drop may grow into a forest.
FOTO – DINNER ON THE LAWN AT LINDEN LEA.
Do not lie in wait, O wicked man, against the dwelling of the righteous; Do not destroy his resting place; Proverb 24:15.
FOTO – BILAMBIL COTTAGE 2009.