16.04.2020
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A picture Claire sent me – a very proud Jean wearing her first netball dress at the Newstead Fotball and Netball club official 2022 season launch
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Jean dessine, s’exprime. de chez Claire, elle m’envoie ses dessins. pendant ces vacances avec papa elle ira visiter les Grampians (“graping”), avec maman elle ira visiter Melbourne (“melburn”).
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ripening progression report
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the three gates of the laundry door
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a saturday night in town.
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back from a three day school camp in Melbourne, straight into holidays. with a suitcase full of lollies and presents for everyone in his pockets. exhausted and so happy.
welcome back home Sid, we have missed you
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new skills
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newstead afternoons
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Zsuzsa’s football team. 🖤🤍
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french connection, Castlemaine.
J’étais chez le boucher aujoud’hui. La serveuse demande d’où je viens. Puis me dit. “i only know one sentence in french & it’s a bad one.” Well. Shoot, i say.
“suces ma bite”
oh. indeed.
😳
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Say this about a child. In you they will always find a use. Say this as well. They cannot imagine a world where you do not love them, for what else should one do but love them?
Marlon James, black leopard, red wolf
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los hermanos – pickling trials
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execpting a frost soon, so readying the garden for a winter sleep
and a few trials in ripening.
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10th in the Castlemaine 3 km cross country run. will go to the regionals in Bendigo. well done Sid!
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children eventually outgrow their parents. we all know it. wether we like it or not is irrelevant. there is no point in denying or fighting. it is the way things needs to be. confronting and beautiful all at once. but in witnessing this transition happen, in aknowledging being overtaken, in helping and facilitating this constant growth and blossoming, in the tender look of Baloo and Bagheera watching Mowgli walk off to the village, there lay the purest form of love i could ever have imagined.
I was walking through the library when i saw this.
a schoolwork by Zsuzsa. it’s always good to meander through library isles. one never knows what one can find.
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sunny days
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examen de français. 100%.
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musical agenda for april.
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when passion fruits are ripe they just drop from the vine. a stressed vine will drop unripened fruits. the most likely stress factor is insufficiant or irregular watering.
for two years now i blamed the birds. a short google search would have spared me the view of a netted passion fruit vine on the fence.
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a night in Columbia: amauru tribe at the palais, hepburn springs.
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a story. a new hair cut.
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action brings good fortune – driving ourselves to the beach, and discovering Point Lonsdale, Victoria.
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late night, at the night cat, fitzroy.
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late afternoon
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Roshan P. , 42.
father of two. fellow migrant. hospitality veteran. on any usual day works ten to fifteen hours in two different joints. many current employers.
spends his spare time buying, fixing, using and selling back motor vehicles. then does it all over again. no apparent reasons. that’s just one thing he does.
has also earned money knocking out opponants in a MMA fight, using his jujitsu black belt skills. surfs regularly too.
for some reason got really scared when I took a photo of him holding a big bunch of flowers at work.
fears are such an irrational thing.
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when i borrow dad’s sunnies
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two years ago on this day I signed the lease on my house. on my way back I showed it to the kids from the outside. in the evening Jean drew this.
fast forward two years and I still live in this house, healthily anxious about the path ahead and feeling grateful for the last two years: the efforts, the work and the process leading to a recovery which allowed me to experience another kind of heart break, which in return will yield many more lessons.
new beginnings never end.
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my happy lemon tree making me happy
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the highlight. Van Gogh exhibition at the Lume gallery, Melbourne.
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roaming the streets
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the battle for the bench.
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safe arrival
feeling a bit old and emotional, with another milestone – first solo trip to Melbourne of our daughter. not for too long though. with three children all spread out in three different houses, a bit of self care and me-time was on the agenda. it took the shape of the Bendigo Jazz Club at the old church on the hill.
the flyer looked like this,
& it sounded like that,
& reminded me a bit of this
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melbourne bound. ❤️
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the sounds outside my house tonight. we had a pretty heavy shower in the late afternoon. some locals sound very excited about it. crickets? frogs?
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late night walking
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sunflower happiness
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new season, new words. still Brené
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the band’s visit to Southbank, Melbourne.
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20755 is my number
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the lego truck Sid built. the delicate art of posing with a smile.
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enjoying the tail end of the pool season
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sewing lessons bringing some happiness
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serious live stream delivering serious magic from Abel Selaocoe on youtube.
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harvesting before the mice.
and this.