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[25 Nov 2009|08:14am] |
My summer garden. Alive with birds, lizards, frogs, butterflies, bees... and so pretty in the evenings with the lights in the tree. I'm going to sell my car. I'm going to ask $1,800 but if it's a friend of mine only $1,500. And when the factory closes over Christmas I'm going to ask for all of my holiday pay, it's weeks worth even though we only get ten days off.
Ruby bought a dress for the formal. 2nd hand twentyfive bucks and electric blue. I got a lesson in taking in evening dresses - the factory manager used to be a tailor before he left Vietnam. Even made his wife's wedding dress.
The back of my house. Pretty soon that tree will be so thick you can't see through it.
"Carissima". The house we live in has a name. It's an Italian word. It means dearest, fondest.
Morning light through crimson curtains, Jasmine's room.
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[21 Nov 2009|08:38pm] |
We went to Maroubra early in the morning. 9am anyway early for a Saturday. The air was thick and heavy and hot already. I went for a swim in the sea then I lay on my back with my hat over my face. I took a look at the sky. The sky was kind of hazy and well, not misty but something like that. And there were no trees or buildings or anything in my side vision, laying there on my back, so the sky looked like it was down. And I started feeling like I was going to fall into the sky. Do you know what I mean?
I wigged myself out. I spun around onto my front but it took me a while to feel ok again.
After we were completely dried by the sun we went up to the sea pool and the water was so cold it messed with the oxygen in our brains so's we felt a little dizzy. But our skin was singing and sea pools .... well, you know I think they're just so magical.
Later this evening, we went a roaming in the gloaming.
Gardenias
Neighbourhood
Leroy
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[20 Nov 2009|06:37pm] |
we are having a heatwave. We try to keep the house cool, keep the drapes drawn along the western side but oh, its no good. At 9am already the oleandas heated and heady with their poison. And the night brings no relief. And the storms are all electricity and a scattering of fat drops, where we need pounding rain and the wind from the south. the humidity crushes my head from the sides, from my temples. It's beer drinking weather.
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[18 Nov 2009|09:13pm] |
Janice had a really bad asthma attack and died. Her funeral was today. It didn't get as hot as predicted, thankfully. There weren't enough seats. I had to stand, but I leaned on the wall. Someone read a poem about man-eating giants. Rick wore a kilt. I wore ankle boots. We got a lift with Kirsty, but we got the bus home.
At the funeral home, everybody milling out front - and the hearse turned up. Jan had a nice white coffin. It looked really expensive. Honestly, you can just wrap me in newspaper and put me in the ground. Let the worms eat me. Let my bones turn to dirt. But the hearse turned up and they bring out this trolley, has a nice brown velvet drape cover but hospital trolley wheels. It's only purpose is to wheel coffins. Details like that are really awful. That is horror to me.
Funerals hey?
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| Companions. |
[15 Nov 2009|07:02pm] |
How was your day?
I found a pot for my cactus plants. I had a few on the kitchen windowsill they'd been there for years and weren't doing much so I moved them outside and put the hose on them a few days in a row. Then the tall hairy one grew a bushell of blond, and the small round one started a cactus flower bud. So I thought I'd find a pot and put them all in their own cactus garden. I told Mikey to drive around this street that street I said it had to be wide and shallow. And we found one. And he said that was remarkable.
We went to lunch at my mother's. Jasmine's birthday quiche. My mum gave me a bag of spices and said she had two plants which would benefit from moving to my garden. I told her I liked the tall one but not the squat. She said they had to be housed together. That they had been grown by the same ol lady at the orchid stand at the garden show. That they were bought together, and they had always been together. That if they were separated they would fret for each other. She tried to tell me about companion planting. She thinks her two plant friends are companion planting. I know companion planting means if you're growing tomatoes, you plan onions/garlic etc etc. But she seems convinced it means some plants are companions. And I got a feeling she was speaking the truth. So I took the both of them. They can live near the new frog ponds. I gotta tell ya, they seem quite happy... together.
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[15 Nov 2009|11:40am] |
mmmmmmm
sea pools. Why are they so magical?
I like them because I hear the sea roaring but I am safe in the old stone pool, swimming in the same sea water, only no chance of being washed away or beaten black and blue
Jasmine's birthday cake. Made from a packet but still delicious and pretty as a picture.
My house at night from the garden. We put christmas lights in the frangipani tree.
All you need for a party - a two dollar pack of sparklers.
I've used up all my internet for the month already! Too much searching the internet for inspiration. Looking at real estate and finding pictures for my Tumblr.
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[13 Nov 2009|08:59pm] |
It was Jasmine's birthday the other day. She turned Teenager (13)! We bought her one of almost every colour fimo you can get, tied it up with a birthday ribbon, she seemed happy. Her friends bought her a high-waisted skirt and some jewellery, anklets, earrings.
Our house is still available! We've saved a few grand. Please wait for me, house.
The weather has been stuttering and a'stumblin' into Spring/Summer.
I couldn't sleep last night and there I was at 4am out on the street wearing Mikey's bathrobe with the summer wind slashing around I was trying to get Bunny down off of the roof. It was so peaceful and fresh. I don't mind one bit that I was so tired this morning. I'm still tired now, but I'm so wired over this house obsession, you've no idea. What will you hold, future? No wait - I don't want to know.
Also this week, a guy from highschool contacted me through my brother on facebook. He must have been looking hard for me. It's been twenty years. He said it was to see if I was interested in a reunion. So I gave him my email address. But he didn't mean high school reunion, he meant a Darren reunion. Just me and him. Having a beer or something. That's what he wanted. What would I say? "Why did you look for me? I know you were in love with me"
And now, all the jacarandas are stunning with their purple-ness. I know every one, I see them from up high at the end of my street every morning. I see right out to sea, each and every jacaranda standing massive and purple. And the world smells of star-jasmine and gardenias.
Gardenias - my favourite
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[10 Nov 2009|08:18pm] |
Get down. James Brown, teach me how to dance. Mmmm.
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[06 Nov 2009|11:08pm] |
I am so very tired. I am too old for Wednesday night gigs.
Cuong spent the day in girls' high heels, too big for him.
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[05 Nov 2009|11:06pm] |
Do you like Tumblr? I started a Tumblr. It's all swans, and light and pasties a few crystals a few pretty chicks, some weird lounge rooms etcetera etcetera etcetera
http://redvelvetcake.tumblr.com/
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[05 Nov 2009|10:56pm] |
Ruby finished school today. Her last ever exam ended at 12.30 I texted her IT WAS ALL IN CAPITALS
and I got all teary and emotional at my desk and she called me up and she was shrieking, goddamnit
Shrieking and laughing (banshee) saying 'Well, can you believe that?' and
I'm so
proud
So they've gone out tonight. We bought a bottle of champagne. Alex is still underage for another two weeks She had a fake id The girl next door - they kind of look alike. The girl next door dropped off her license. She works at Bakers Delight She brought a bag of pastries
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[04 Nov 2009|07:38pm] |
Hello
I've been interested in weaving. I've been on long walks by the river, looking for very straight sticks. I want to make these.
We ran out of internet early last month. And then, journal, I forgot about you.
Yes I did.
I've planted my summer garden all from cuttings. I haven't spent a penny. I'm still a MAJOR scrooge, but you'd be impressed if you saw my figures. I have really worked some magic with those nasty figures. I still have not bought one takeaway coffee, not one magazine, not one bunch of flowers. But I have been on many walks around my neighbourhood, I've set up another pond for the frogs with cuttings of ivy and branches found on the streets. I've thrown away so many things!! I'm cutting back on everything. It's really rather wonderful. I highly recommend a frugal lifestyle.
I went to Curl Curl beach with Mikey and Nicole. We did a group meditation under the full moon. I'm not usually very good with free form meditation. I prefer a guided meditation. I like imagining I'm flying high over mountains and soaring deep down into the sea down to the bottom. I like feeling my fingers and toes and scalp relax one by one. With free form group meditations I get distracted, I start peeking around at everybody else, see what they're doing. I'm ok with a candle set up in the middle, I can stare at the flickering flame in the darkness and everything works out alright. But this time it worked just fine. I suppose the sea was enough of a distraction. The colours, as day slipped into night. The pink and gold of the late afternoon turned into silver moonlight on the waves.
I gotta go. I'm sposed to be going somewhere in half an hour. I've got to get ready.
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[04 Nov 2009|07:25pm] |
Denise, this is for you. Isn't this cool? This isn't the one I was talking about, the one I saw ages ago with really proper cat shelves all around the place. But I stumbled on these through Tumblr and thought of you. I wish I could find those other ones...
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[25 Oct 2009|04:03pm] |
The title of this photograph is 'best porch'
I don't think your porch could beat it.
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[25 Oct 2009|03:52pm] |
Well today we had summer rains Crazy rains that turn the streets to rivers and flood the supermarket carpark. Summer rain and summer peaches and watermelon. I sprained my ankle and it won't get better because 1) I didn't do anything about it 2) I walk to and from work each day and then I walk my dog for another hour on top of that. But we bought a bandage at woolworths and I sat in the kitchen and Mikey tenderly wrapped my ankle and I winced when he touched the worst sore point.
I'm making a nice chickpea dish for our dinner tonight. Sometimes, I really couldn't be bothered. I wish we had pills for all our nourishment needs. Space food. Something. Just not cooking and cooking and cooking.
I lay in bed late this morning, reading the paper. I opened the curtain so a sunbeam landed on the page. I wore reading glasses I bought in a two-dollar shop in the city. My dog lay beside me. Each and every time I said 'Hello Romeo' he'd wag his tail. Every single time.
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[24 Oct 2009|08:09pm] |
I tried to start a Tumblr but it went all white? Did I break it?
We walked in the national park today. I took pictures of wildflowers, but I had a creepy feeling and kept looking over my shoulder. I don't know why. I don't know if I'm making up half of my creepy feelings or what. Do you? What do you think of your creepy feelings? Do you ever get creepy feelings in a place? Do you just skip around like you don't even care or do you get the hell a right out of there? I'm a bit of a slave to my creepy feelings, I have to say.
I spied on my cat D.D. through the fence today. he was layin there like a seal or an otter
floating downstream on his back, soaking up the sunshine
I got a little mad at D.D. later when he tried catch a wattle bird right out of the nectarine tree. He's a lazy sod but he can spring to action in a flash if he wants to.
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[23 Oct 2009|08:24pm] |
tonight we sat in the yard and the blue wren came down low on the fence and then the clothesline to watch us, looking at us sideways and stunning us with his brilliance
His beautiful blueness. His pale brown girlfriend came second. She was second best.
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[23 Oct 2009|08:00am] |
It feels about twenty eight degrees already. It's the morning and it's Friday. I have a bet on a sure thing. Ten bucks on 30 to 1. If I win I'll have most of the FIVE HUNDRED DOLLAR electricity bill that came in the mail yesterday. Confounded cost of life getting in the way of my dream house!! I don't usually place bets on anything. Not bets for money anyways. In my mind I bet I'm right about something nearly every day. But I wouldn't even know how to place a bet on the TAB.
I'm betting on a guy in a pool comp. A guy named Dick. For real.
Go Dick!
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