Posted in Other Stuff

Share Your World – 2015 Week #12

Interesting set of questions from Cee this week. I was amazed to see it is week 12. Where did all that time go!

When was the last time you sat on a park or garden bench for more than ten minutes? Describe the occasion.

Does standing count? I’m sure I stood for about 20 minutes in my garden the other day, in one spot, trying to photograph a crimson rosella eating seed-pods in a cypress. It wouldn’t play nice, didn’t come back until I had given up.

Anyway, I get a lovely nature fix every morning when I take the dog for a walk. We walk to the right first, and I breath in the smell of hay in the hay shed, look across the paddock to see where the mob of Hereford cows are, and see if there are are any kangaroos keeping them company.

WP_20150313_010About now, going back the other way past our house, I hear the cockatoos screeching as one or four of them come over from the range, checking to see if I have put out seed yet. But we keep walking on by the big pine tree, where I take deep breaths of pine scented air and Vika piddles on the green grass on the corner.

Walking further, I always marvel at the different textures laid out in front of me, as almost every tree and shrub is different – both in my neighbours garden and lining both sides of the service road. Out of range of the pine, hints of eucalyptus drift on the air, heavier after rain. Later I pass under the first oak tree, today crunching on acorns. Again Vika finds a good spot to piddle. I hadn’t known girl dogs did that.WP_20150317_001

Magpies, crows, several different types of honey-eater, and the cockatoos all take turns to avoid getting close enough to make a decent photo. Another heavy blend of pine and eucalyptus and then we are passing the last driveway where Vika keeps her eyes peeled for cats. If she sees one, she will pretend she hasn’t and speed up, making a beeline for the footbridge where she has another piddling spot, and a post to sniff. She looks across the footbridge to make sure those two dogs like her are not out walking, too. We crunch acorns underfoot again, and step over masses of bark shed from the huge gum tree sharing the space with oaks, hawthorn, and plum. I let her sniff.
Then we go home, happyto be alive. It takes about 10 to 15 minutes.

WP_20150314_007Would you ever be interested in observing a surgery or do you turn away when the nurse brings out the needle?

When I gave up my job as receptionist/nurse in 1990, I had assisted the junior partner in a surgery or two. He was an anaesthetist as well as a G.P. and was training me (a lowly nursing aide!) to be his helper. Haven’t a clue what sort of surgery it was now, but it took place in the operating room of the hospital, all kitted out in the gowns, bonnets, gloves and booties. The first time, I really worried that I might have injected an air bubble into the vein – as if – and I was relieved the fellow was still alive a week later.

I was really good at taking blood, had a feel for it. I’m confident I could stitch up someone if I had to, with local anaesthetic of course.

Where’s your favorite place to take out-of-town guests?

Pink Cliffs
Pink Cliffs

Well, if any of you should visit I would have to take you to The Pink Cliffs. And, if you are a townie, I would probably take you to the local golf club so you could marvel at all the kangaroos laying around. If you have kids, we would visit the local playground. It has just been revamped with lots of new playing equipment. Or if neither of those appealed, we could go wine tasting. No shortage of things on offer.

If you had an unlimited shopping spree at only one store, which one would you choose? Why?


Ooooohhhh, this is hard. [smacks hand to forehead] Of course! We would go to a place selling recreational vehicles and would buy a nice motor-home – as big as I could handle, but small enough so parking isn’t a problem. Or maybe a fifth-wheeler set-up would be better. We would pick over the selection of accessories, upgrading everything for top of the range, and have all the add-ons to make long-term touring safe and comfortable. Then we could hit the road and never look back.

share your world



I started blogging in an effort to keep the old brain cells alive. I'm writing a fantasy series, I take more MOOCs than I can handle, and am trying to get my Nikon D3000 off auto. I live in Victoria, Australia, with my husband and our dog, Vika.

27 thoughts on “Share Your World – 2015 Week #12

  1. Isn’t it lovely to have memories and dreams. You can select which ones you want to at any time and you don’t even have to change the channel or watch the adverts.


  2. Interesting indeed! Sounds like you gals have a lovely walking route. My girly likes to mark her territory every chance she gets, it can get annoying on our walks when she wants to stop at EVERY SINGLE spot that smells interesting. I end up having to draw the line.

    So many things to do, you’ll make a great hostess. 😉 If we don’t have kids will you take us to the playground anyways?

    That looks like a really nice RV, now wouldn’t that be fun! That is a hard question. I think if I were to do this week’s challenge that’s the one I’d stumble at. Thanks for sharing.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Hi Sue (for I’m sure it is you showing up as Anonymous)
      All your comments go to the moderation queue, which is why they don’t show up – I have to approve them. It’s only doing it from your phone comments? And since I post and go to bed, then don’t come online until I’ve made a decent effort with my writing, it’s only now that I’m seeing it. ❤ Glad you liked my post.


      1. Yep it’s me. Won’t use phone in future, it’s a pain to constantly edit it anyway, smart phones are definitely not smart, (though it does make some amusing reading sometimes). Mum and I went to a caravan show a few years ago. You should have seen some of the home away from home vehicles, there were 2 that were semi trailers, basically a house on wheels, absolutely stunning. That’s the only way Alec would go camping, no tents or campers for him.

        Liked by 1 person

      2. Hello Sue, we went to one of those shows a few years ago too. Drool, drool! The semi-trailer things are the fifth wheelers I mentioned. A modest sized one would be fine – one that can be pulled by a dual cab utility. We haven’t been proper camping for years and years. And now the weather looks rotten for the Easter break, so we’ll just stay home again. I should be coming to Adelaide to see my mum, but we keep putting it off.


      3. Don’t delay, go see your mum. Time keeps flying by and another year will pass before you know it. I know my brother kinda switches off that mum is getting old and won’t be around forever, and he doesn’t come over often enough. But that’s ok, he doesn’t get the blame, his wife does.

        Liked by 1 person

  3. Vika’s so cute!
    I enjoyed hearing the acorns crunch. The sound made me hungry, but I remembered the time I tried to eat them, as a kid. I had learned that the Indians ate them. I’d saved some in a plastic bag, tossed in my closet. When I went to get them, worms had crawled out of some! Yuck! Anyhow, i finally did get an different acorn, crush it, and try to eat it. Disgusting! The most bitter thing! I didn’t know then about all that tannic acid, and how the Indians had soaked the acorn meal or poured boiling water over it repeatedly. I grew up thinking Indians were weird.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. LOL. I looked it up about the acorns awhile back, certain they must be edible. I read about how to do it, too. Pity we do not have squirrels. I don’t think any of our creatures eat them. I’m sure I had a nibble when I was a kid, too. Yuk! 😀

      Liked by 1 person

    2. That would have put me off eating acorns. I always thought they were poisonous to humans. It’s amazing how man worked out how to make things edible. Don’t think I would have liked being the one experimented on though. Sue

      Liked by 1 person

Tell me what you're thinking.

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s