denial!! hmmm or is it ?

via Daily Prompt: Denial

Just one more piece of chocolate, she chided herself.   Seriously how could it really hurt?

Really it is Easter time and there was the one’s left over from Valentines.  Damn the calendar at this time of EVERY YEAR.

And, all that marketing, product placement, shiny, glittery, eye catching wrappers.  One more chocolate really could not hurt?  ” Just look at all the other people around you; their not in denial…..or are they?” Again the voice of reason reared its VERY BIG UGLY HEAD.

As her left hand reached forth for the next one, the dark voice suddenly sounded louder in her head.   “Remember the last time? hmmm .”  ” OK it was incredibly stupid of me she retaliated. BUT…its Easter.”

“Can I help you today?” came the voice, of the real reason why she was in that store for the 6th day running.   Nope, she was in denial just like majority of the world; at this time of year.  She was hooked on dark chocolate with almonds, coconut or anything that had Lindt on the wrapper.

It just happened that this one came with a hunky guy serving her also.    More denial, what chance did she have there when she was 140lbs, 5ft 5″, mousey brown hair and freckly face.

As she smiled shyly at him, “just these today…err thanks.”  Ohh well there is always the gym next week.



for my friend Adam

And anyone else who is grieving for a loved one.

The reality is that you will grieve forever. You will not ‘get over’ the loss of a loved one; you will learn to live with it. You will heal and you will rebuild yourself around the loss you have suffered. You will be whole again but you will never be the same. Nor should you […]

via You Will Be Whole Again — Eddie Two Hawks

Mental Health for all of us

I am sharing this link from Renegade Press because it is evocative, raw, emotional and very very honesty about the most pressing issue in ever bodies lives.  Please read it, share it and then open up the lines of communication – even if you only feel a little blue for a day or two.


“Rock bottom became the solid foundation on which I rebuilt my life.” J.K. Rowling August 28th, 2016. Remember the date. Because it’s important, and I’m going to come back to it a few paragraphs from now. In 2015, I lost a friend to suicide. In 2016, I lost another. The passing of my friends devastated […]

via Eunoia — The Renegade Press


via Daily Prompt: Nervous

“Äre you nervous?”asked the man

“Are you nervous ?”they countered, with small wry smile, that was now nervously twitching at the bottom lip.

“Sure you are not nervous?”they asked again.  This time with a bit more concern in their voice. Really what could go wrong. It had been planned for many months now, even years.  The sun was warm and, finally shining.  The trees had just started to turn those brusque autumn colors.  The air was coolish but not cold. People had begun to arrive. Car tyres made a crunching noise, s they slowly drove up the long winding drive and turned into the car park. The water refracted a rainbow of many shimmery, sparkling colors.  It bounced off the tree trunks. A lone cockatoo could be heard chatting away in the nearby forest.

Another couple walked toward them. Tall, strong, more confident in their stance.   Smiling pleasantly toward them; they too asked “Äre you nervous?”.  Ï would be, if I was in your shoes”.  The man boldly stated. But then it was not him about to do this.  He was just there to photograph the whole thing.

“ready?” she queried. Ï am if you are”they countered.

” ök then lets get on with it; only going to this once.” they quietly whispered to nobody at all.  Slowly they walked down the path, past the flowering gums and manicured hedges, watching their steps, not daring to look forward. As they stepped onto the deck a slight breeze blow her hair across her face.

Äre you sure you are not nervous?’ they asked for the final time.

“No yes no not really, ohh its all a bit stupid to be nervous now, isn’t it?

She took her hand out of theirs and slowly grasped for the outstretched one. It was warm, strong and very reassuring. “Its OK I won’t let you down, just follow me”he said in a  commanding, authoritative yet  soothing voice.   All the while her mind went blank and just focused on the amazing vista.  He held her tight and whispered in her ear “Are you ready to do this?

“ÿes no maybe. I am really nervous”she whispered back.

” It is OK you really are safe with me now”.

He kissed her gently on the side of the cheek. As the breeze tickled her face, she felt his arms grip her tightly, then she was falling, falling, falling at great speed.  Looking into his eyes she suddenly let out a huge scream of pure joy.   Then ‘bang’the rope snapped loudly echoing across the valley.  As they hung upside bouncing he asked äre you nervous now?’.











Happy Coincidences……

On another blog I write : Valencia Princess is living outside the hexagon.

I posted many pictures about my trip 2 and half years ago to Outback Queensland.  With the 3rd anniversary of my fathers passing, being yesterday, I found myself re reading these posts.   I still get warm and fuzzy feelings whenever I read or see news worthy stories of this area.  Maybe in a past life I actually lived there.

Anyway on Landline today, a fantastic show on the ABC every Sunday about life on the land.  LO and behold there were two stories in one about 2 amazingly terrific people who live there.

Both are prime examples of the resilience and toughness of our rural women.

So I would like you to follow the links to their stories of how they both thought outside the square and became buddy entrepreneurs.

The first woman is Julie Brown from near Ilfracombe, which is situated apx half way between Longreach and Blackall, with her business called Coola Cozzies.

And The other is Joy Mc Clymont from a little further south west of Julie. Her business is Off the track Training.

They are both on Facebook, twitter and Instagram for those of you who utilise these platforms.  So please check them out.

I just want to say “You go girls”because I do know of how hard of life you both have and to be so positive in times of drought makes you both exceptional women. Adding to the already LONG LINE of exceptional men and women who founded our great country.

I wish you both the best of luck with your online businesses. And I definitely will be coming back to your neck of the woods soon.



Today is three years since my dad passed away.

It was  quick agonising death that only took four days. Metastatic Melanoma.

Today I went to the International Airshow at Avalon, because he loved planes, trains, and trucks etc. I thought it would be appropriate to take his spirit there since he never got a chance to go see such a spectacular event.    It was loud, from all the jets and helicopters and PA system, busy with easily 20,000 people doing much the same.  And mindbogglingly fascinating.   I still miss him and wish he was here to share my blogs.

I miss writing letters to him and making his favorite fruitcake with toasted almond slivers on top; and the endless chats over strong black tea with 2 sugars.

i miss cooking him simple hearty meals and the way he would always be interested in what the kids where up to.

I miss everything there is to be said about him.  I still miss my father – Robert “bob”Charles Swain born in Preston, Victoria and passed away, unfortunately in the Andrew Love Cancer Centre Geelong .

So here are some photos of my dad from the earlier years. Damn he was a good looking bloke.

Autumn (fall) begins today

Yes Autumn is officially from today.

So more random musings to share with you.

  •  Today is my nephew Jordan’s’ 21 st birthday.  OMG is it 21 years since that day… I am very proud of him and what he is on track to achieve with his life.  He is in his finally year of an a apprenticeship to become a qualified plumber.  Who knew at school that he really did have ambition because at one( many) points through high school I really thought he would struggle with the bigger world. For he is a quiet kinda guy who does not drink or do drugs. Has had the obligatory minor car crash, of which he quickly learnt his lesson from, and eats my cooking.   So for all of that I am Grateful.
  • On Saturday it will be 3 years since my dad died.  And still he stands behind me when I need some sort of clarification.   The grief never goes away, yet I so admire all the things he taught all of us.  He would be so darn proud of his grand kids and what they have achieved; thus far.
  • I admire the people ( mainly people of Asian descent) who work in the nearby market gardens.   How do they manage to squat for such periods of time, picking assorted snow peas, beans, tomatoes, herbs, etc?  I have trouble kneeling down for 5 minutes before everything actually aches.
  • I, also, admire all the other people – rain, hail, shine (yes shine as in 30+ C days) who start work from anytime of the day to harvest the crops that we all consume.
  • I admire that some of these people have been through the most trying of life circumstances to get to Australia. And that they are so qualified in many areas of Intellect yet, through no fault of their own are banned from practicing what they really want to do.
  • I am,also, grateful for some of these people to allow me to listen to their stories. As so I can fully TRY to Understand the politics of their home lands and reasons WHY they chose Australia.
  • I am grateful and admire all of the men and women who chose to serve our country in the Armed forces,our police, ambulance / paramedics, nurses, doctors and fireys.  Where would we all be without you?  I thought I was patient but on a recent trip to the Emergency Department; what I witnessed there has me feeling quite well, thank you very much.   How they all handled those Drug affected people I truly do not know.


  • One thing I am currently NOT admiring Is the manure guy. Yes they have just been and spread a delicious mixture of dead chickens, blood and bone and phosphate on the market garden right outside my back door.  SHEESH !!! it is making me ill.


  • This weekend the International Airshow is on; not far from where I live.  I have so far enjoyed watching the passing parade of planes, jets, helicopters as they have flown overhead to the Avalon Airport.    Again wow! oh! wow! how do they designers of those things know how do to all of that?   Like yesterday the new Strike force jets flew overhead quite low.  If I was a plane nerd i would have really gone weak at the knees.  They are incredibly amazing. Not bad for $100 m buckaroos.
  • And the helicopter, man it could have picked my house up and deposited in the Bahamas, it was that big.  Yet strangely quieter than our Rescue ones.


  •  It is Autumn, yet, we are still having hot weather.  So all the beautiful changes in nature will be delayed this year.  I look forward to taking more photos for my other blog.

I admire all of you for your blogs, sage advice, recipes, musings, laughter, and general friendship that only this big bad/ good beautiful world of blogging has bought into my life.

All politics aside – we are all blessed to have something to write about.