It’s been very noisy at the RUC in the last few days. The reason for this cacophony of sound is the onset of fruit (namely lichees and mangos). These sweet suckers attract all sorts of creatures. A few months back the trees were alive with bees (and we should all love those humble little honey makers) and now its birds. Okay, no jokes about the birds and the bees.
The birds currently taking over our airspace are Rainbow Lorikeets. They usually arrive in the hundreds the week of my birthday – but this year they’ve arrived in the thousands.
It’s nice to be so popular :)
I tried to photograph them, but because of their colour they are virtually invisible in the trees. So I thought I’d take a short video to show you just how noisy these beautiful creatures are in the wild. I’m taking this from the front porch of the RUC so I am about four metres up. Imagine how hard this would be if I was at ground level – these trees are TALL.
It was also raining, so the squabbling birds were competing with the sound of the rain.
Notice how noisy they are? The trees are filled with them, but they’re so hard to see.
After I took the video, a lone lorikeet sat on a branch away from the others and let me take a shot (isn’t that always the way). I named this lone lorikeet The Introvert.
At sunset I noticed the sky had taken on a very pink hue. I took a photo but it’s not nearly as spectacular as how the sky looked in ‘real life’.
My birthday is this week so I’ll be celebrating with family and friends (and, of course, the birds).
Father-in-law and hubby are both on the mend and all news is good on the health front. A huge thank you for all your best wishes in the comments in my last post. They worked!
xxxx Have a great week! xxxxx
I’m feeling very philosophical today. I remember when I was quite young and my mother asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. My response was a little weird (hey – most of them are), but I told her I wanted to grow up to be a thinker – years later when I found out there were Philosophers in the world, I realised this was the profession I was looking for (and probably still am).
This twinge of my philosophical side must have emerged today because of a strange dream I had last night. I take careful note of my dreams because I often base my stories on them. Without going into too much detail – I was sitting on the side of a volcano that had been dormant for millions of years. It began to erupt and I could see the fire and smoke billowing into the sky above me. I knew there was a lot of danger to the position I was in and no escape, so I stayed to watch the awesomeness of it. It was one of those incredibly strong dreams – the type you know you have to remember. The fact that I’ve never had a volcano dream before makes this one extra interesting.
I’m figuring that my emotions are:
- About to explode, or
- Have already exploded, or
- Exploding as we speak (not an attractive image).
Either way, I’m hoping this erupts in an artistic way and not a destructive way. Volcanoes renew as well as destroy so having never been a destructive person, I’m filled with hope.
The family side of life is a little stressful. Hubby is going in for a hernia op tomorrow and father-in-law is going in for biopsy on Thursday. Living so far from the city means long drives for me on these days to and from the hospital. Did I tell you I hate hospitals? No wonder I’m dreaming of volcanoes.
In the meantime, I’ve been working on my ***Arty Bits*** and here are two of my latest attempts.
I love the little darker flower dude standing out from the crowd on the left of the picture. I called this
Dare To Be Different
The second one is simply called
Have you had any weird dreams lately – and are you able to interpret them?
I had a great week last week. My daughter’s visit was just what I needed to get out and about, see the sights and eat loads of great food. She showed me how to poach perfect eggs and make hollandaise sauce. We also made Bacon and Egg Breakfast Dumplings. She is the food photographer extraordinaire so you can drool over the pictures of the dumplings on her Little Food Blog.
(…but I’m sure she won’t mind if I
steal borrow one…)
And yes – they tasted as good as they look!
After the excitement of the week, hubby and I were sitting around watching TV on Saturday and he said he had an itch on his head. When I checked the suspicious itch I found he had picked up a little passenger in the field – a tick. Luckily (for him) I had watched an ABC documentary a few months back about the newest and most effective way to remove a tick. This amazing product is actually a wart remover (yes, I was a little suspicious as well). In Australia it is sold as Wart-Off and is a spray that freezes an area.
I was pretty excited because I had bought some after watching the show just in case of an event like this. I grabbed him, dragged him outside for better light, promptly pushed him to his knees, grappled his head and snap-froze his little passenger (I have a great bed-side manner).
It worked! The little blighter froze so fast it had no time to pump poison into the area or dig it’s little legs in deeper. It was stiff as a board and dropped off beautifully.
Hubby survived the tick, but I’m not sure if his pride is still in tact.
I also created a few more pictures for my ***Arty Bits*** this week.
The first one was taken during the dog walk on Friday. It had been raining and the leaves were full of beautiful, plump water droplets. I noticed after I had taken it that there were two green ants waiving at me from the unopened buds.
I called it After the Storm
The second one is a beautiful Wild Flower.
I called it Wild
Have a great week! xxx
I take lots of photos of the ‘farm dog’, Tammy, on my daily dog walk. The reason behind this is that her parents, (my mother and father-in-law) can’t join in on this daily ritual. So, (as they say in the corporate world) I like to keep them in the loop.
This is one of their favourites. They have it laminated and stuck on the fridge with pictures of the grandchildren and great grandchild. I would have taken similar shots of my dogs but they don’t know the meaning of sit and stay when they’re playing in the fields.
My work has been going well. I landed a job a few months back writing content for a Government website and I love it. I work
in my pajamas from home and the Writer’s Nook is the perfect office :D
I’ve been obsessed with digital art lately and my hubby is now calling the RUC the Little Shop of Pictures. I took a photo of a passion-fruit flower several weeks ago and wanted to do something special with it. But passion-fruit flowers are so awesome and beautiful that I was stumped. Nothing I could do could make it look better than the real thing.
Then hubby saw the photo and said, “I’d love to see the inside of that flower the way the bees see it.”
I thought, “Okay, why don’t you make it a little harder for me, dude!” Sheesh! Some people are so
Anyway, I played around with it for a while and came up with the first of my two ***Arty Bits*** for this week.
I call it A Bees-Eye View
The second piece I’ve been working on is a bunch of flowers with the illusion that they are in a glass bowl.
So far this one doesn’t have a name
My daughter is arriving from Melbourne on Sunday night for a four day visit and I’m scrambling through the joint trying to get everything ready for her. She has a blog – Little Food Blog – so I’m looking forward to trying some of her tasty treats when she gives the RUC kitchen a good working over! Don’t worry – there will be pictures :D
Have a great week! xxxxx
I like to tell people I’m on a ‘writing vacation’. Truth is – I have been doing some writing, but my muse has been
railroading pushing me ever so gently in a completely different direction. This didn’t happen overnight. It’s been a process that I didn’t really see coming until I turned around last week and it was here.
I look back over the last three years of my life and notice that my frame of reference has slowly been shifting from the macro to the micro.
I have such magnificent views here at the RUC and have taken hundreds of photos – the sweeping landscape, green hills, fires, tractors, birds, insects (notice how things are getting smaller?)
Last week when I was on the dog walk I thought I’d get a close-up shot of one of the millions of weeds on the ground. I knelt down and took a few shots – meanwhile the dogs were waiting patiently (yawning, tapping their paws, howling at me to c’mon!) It wasn’t until I looked at the photo afterwards that I noticed I’d captured something awesome – a spider catching a fly on the tiny leaf.
Okay, you might not think this is awesome (and I wouldn’t blame you) but the chances of me choosing that weed at that moment (out of the millions of weeds I’d been treading on for the last half-hour) when the spider actually caught the fly, is a one in a million or billion or whatever chance (let’s just agree at this point that statistics isn’t my strong suit).
I’m digressing from my main theme, but here’s the photo. Notice how tiny the weed is by the size of the fly. It’s still flapping it’s wings – the poor dear…
So I’ve been taking these micro close-ups…and while I’m here I’ll digress again – can anyone tell me (maybe Pauline) what this flower is? It’s got me beat. It had fallen from a tree, but I’m not sure which tree it was so I can’t give a leaf description. It looks like something out of an alien movie.
Anyway, back on track – over the past few years I’ve felt myself becoming more focused on the visual side of creativity rather than the written word. I start to write and then my mind wanders off to any small thing that comes my way and I feel I have to take a photo. Some of my photos are nice, but there came a point where I wanted to do more with them. I wasn’t sure what, so I started redefining them into (what I think are) works of art.
So here are the first two of my efforts (I’ve done about ten so far) and to satisfy my urges I’ll start putting them in a new section called …
The first one is a photo I took of a piece of red fungi off a tree. I had to do something artistic with it so I turned it into a weird kind of flower thingy..
I named it Beyond Terracotta
Then I found a photo I had taken of a mango flower. These things are everywhere at the moment and it’s features are something you don’t notice until you get up close and personal and do a micro shot. I found all the flowers have, what looks like, a little face on them – so I placed the cute little dude in a bubble and called it Mango Flower in Bubble (hey that’s original!) :D
Now I’m by no means calling myself an artist, but there is definitely an urge that I need to get out of my system.
I’ve read about people who have been knocked on the head and suddenly become concert pianists, but I haven’t been knocked on the head (that I remember) so I’m not sure why this change has come over me.
Have you ever had an urge to do something completely different?
Am I turning into an eccentric old cat lady?
I’d like to know your thoughts.
In the meantime – have a great week! xxx
I’ve been a bit of an online hermit for the past week. Visitors have a way of taking me away from my Writer’s Nook and into the big wide world of Adventure Tourism.
I was so thrilled when my son and his girlfriend stopped in at the RUC for four days on their way to Japan. We hit Port Douglas, Trinity Inlet, Cairns Wildlife Dome and ate Yum Cha at the Casino as well as the normal farm stuff including the daily dog walk.
Are you feeling tired yet?
It’s not a great time for crabbing at the moment (too cold) but the crab gods smiled upon us.
Below is a picture of Anna with the Catch Of The Day.
Now I’m back to my regular routine and working hard at relaxing (I’m good at that).
Have a great week!
Hubby and I were relaxing on the Writer’s Nook on Saturday enjoying a hearty bacon and egg breakfast when he said, “I wonder how those sunflowers got into the sugar cane.”
“What sunflowers?” I asked dubiously.
“Those ones,” he said, pointing his fork out and down.
I looked over the edge and there, to my complete horror, were sunflowers growing in the sugar cane.
You may remember last year I planted sunflowers along the side of the house in the hope that the seeds would drop and I’d get a new crop. This wasn’t to be – all the seeds disappeared and I thought the birds had eaten them.
I thought wrong.
They had blown into the sugar cane field.
I found it ironic that my previous post was about weeds just being flowers that grew in places they weren’t welcome. Now I find my beautiful sunflowers have become those very weeds.
Here’s a reminder from last year (I even caught a shot of a bee buzzing around the top of the flower)
This is what it looks like now
and here is a big one (note the thickness of the stem)
They don’t transplant well so I’ll keep you updated on their survival/demise.
If you’re ever having a nice cup of tea with sugar and find a sunflower seed in it, think of me :D
Have a great week!