i want wednesday

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So pretty... and warm to boot, or to trench.

anyway, I am off to some coffee bean training

tuesday

i had breakfast with nikki this morning. i hadn't seen her for a million years. we went to sugardough and ate toast with ricotta and honey. it was a great comfort after a night of salty tears. fortified for the day ahead. x
(images various from web - my camera needs new batteries)

monday

if we could drink salt water i'd be well on the way to fixing melbourne's water crisis.

sunday

a little quieter, not so chilly. a beautiful sunrise. tim and i cheated the morning a little and shared a lift to the farm, a somewhat guilty pleasure driving with the heater on through the empty streets. andy fowler is in town and came by for a coffee around close. i spent the late afternoon on the couch watching press gang episodes, marvelling at the mad crush i used to have on dexter fletcher. i am treading very gingerly through my days..

saturday

it was cold and grey for most of saturday. chloe and alba stopped by in the morning and alba, not content with the rice pudding i had cooked that morning, tried a sample from my garden, most of which came back up again. phew. i ran into matt at the train station. he came and found me at the climate rally. both moments were nice. we hadn't seen much of each other lately. hard to believe in global warming when your toes are numb and your ears are burning from the cold. nevertheless it was a powerful thing to be claiming swanston street, sitting out the front of the town hall (labour party conference was happening inside), jangling keys and watching the fray -families and friends - feeling all in all like there is a growing momevement committed to real change and that it will start with us. or that it already has.

(image from friends of the earth)

PS Welcome back online, dear friend.

sorry you didn't catch the sunrise i sent

the mornings have been icy cold, and grey for last few, not to mention dark. but this morning was clear and full of pinks and blue. my toes are still cold though.. and the birch in the backyard almost leafless x

Our abundant winter cactus. Salmon blooms turn candy pink as the cold approaches.

Crochet blossoms. None of us had crocheted before so it was quite an achievement (admittedly, the more elaborate flowers were made by a helpful instructor!). A bouquet made to last for a friend who had lost her dad that day.

Jassy playing with her monkey-on-a-stick in the nursery.

And sitting in her cot for the photo shoot. I actually think of her room as being quite neat -- until I look at these photos!

a little bit of me and my dinosaur

I have spent the better part of my day in the belly of a monolithic dinosaur called Hermes. Born about ten years ago in the bowels of HV's techno depths, ole Hermes was intended as an internal cataloguing database to capture all the sites and places of import registered or under review. Its roll out late last year has been largely underwhelming for consultants. I think I have spent more time with Hermes this year than with anyone else I know. I am writing wee rudimentary descriptions of water assets - 'tall tower, ripple cladding, hedge row lined circumfrence' and so it goes.

I did however stumble across this picture today... a little bit of fieldwork joy in the old O'Shannassy water catchment area..