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  • The God Works in Circle

    (on the occassion of Australia advancing in the World cup)


    a ball lover
    is our god
    a soccer player
    he is
    the whole universe
    his field
    the planets,
    the stars,
    our earth
    all shuttling
    through space
    like balls
    shove from
    one corner
    to the other

    our heads,
    our eyes,
    the balls
    that the gods
    give us
    to play
    all
    the games
    in his world

    the moon
    in its
    lunar journey
    round and round
    good and bad
    too come
    in a circle

    what goes around
    comes around
    kindness begets kindness
    do bad and
    it comes back
    in a circle
    cos our god
    is a lover of
    a ball game

    start walking anywhere
    in the universe
    and you get back
    to your own place
    cos our god
    loves the circle game
    the circle game
    the circle game

    – john tiong chunghoo

  • Andy’s Gone With Cattle

    Our Andy’s gone to battle now
    ‘Gainst Drought, the red marauder;
    Our Andy’s gone with cattle now
    Across the Queensland border.

    He’s left us in dejection now;
    Our hearts with him are roving.
    It’s dull on this selection now,
    Since Andy went a-droving.

    Who now shall wear the cheerful face
    In times when things are slackest?
    And who shall whistle round the place
    When Fortune frowns her blackest?

    Oh, who shall cheek the squatter now
    When he comes round us snarling?
    His tongue is growing hotter now
    Since Andy cross’d the Darling.

    The gates are out of order now,
    In storms the “riders” rattle;
    For far across the border now
    Our Andy’s gone with cattle.

    Poor Aunty’s looking thin and white;
    And Uncle’s cross with worry;
    And poor old Blucher howls all night
    Since Andy left Macquarie.

    Oh, may the showers in torrents fall,
    And all the tanks run over;
    And may the grass grow green and tall
    In pathways of the drover;

    And may good angels send the rain
    On desert stretches sandy;
    And when the summer comes again
    God grant ’twill bring us Andy.

    – Henry Lawson (1888 )

  • Step in the river

    No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it’s not the same river and he’s not the same man.

    Heraclitus – (c.535 – 475 BC)

  • the great path


    Bushwalking in Lamington National Park

    The great path is clearly before your eyes,
    But the ignorant who are deluded
    And confused cannot recognize it.
    It is in one thought of the mind.
    So why search for it elsewhere?

    – Pao-chih

  • Grant McLennan of the go-betweens dies


    cane_fire_gordonvale
    Originally uploaded by RaeA.

    Grant McLennan was one of the great Aussie songwriters. I went off to university in 1974, a 1600 km train trip down the Queensland coast, and made the same trip up and back each year. As a result his song Cattle and Cane rang particular bells.

    I recall a schoolboy coming home
    through fields of cane
    to a house of tin and timber
    and in the sky
    a rain of falling cinders
    from time to time
    the waste memory-wastes
    I recall a boy in bigger pants
    like everyone
    just waiting for a chance
    his father’s watch
    he left it in the showers
    from time to time
    the waste memory-wastes
    I recall a bigger brighter world
    a world of books
    and silent times in thought
    and then the railroad
    the railroad takes him home
    through fields of cattle
    through fields of cane
    from time to time
    the waste memory-wastes
    the waste memory-wastes
    further, longer, higher, older

    “Cattle and cane” by Grant W. McLennan

    ps. Came across this great article by Robert Forster 

  • Riding the Great Circle line

    Spent a large part of yesterday riding the Great Circle line anti-clockwise .. that is , on the 598

  • Meeting at the Pavilion

    Caught up with some other photographers at the Pavillion in West End on Sunday


  • Morning at the Farmers markets

    Spent yesterday morning with the Brisbane Flickr group at the Farmers Markets at the Powerhouse in New Farm.


  • Coconut kisses


    DSC03461 – coconut kisses
    Originally uploaded by RaeA.

    Ingredients:

    • 2 cups of dessicated coconut
    • 200ml sweetened condensed milk
    • 1/2 teaspoon vanilla essence
    • 1/2 teaspoon almond essence

    Method:

    1. Mix all ingredients in a large mixing bowl
    2. pre- heat oven to 160°C
    3. place aluminium foil over a flat baking tray and grease lightly

      4. Place teaspoons of the mixture on the foil teasing the tops into a peak (the kiss)

    4. place the tray in the oven for 8-10 minutes or until they start to turn a golden colour
    5. remove tray and allow the kisses to firm up by cooling on the tray for half an hour.

    Keeping quality:
    The kisses keep very well particularly in a sealed container, however don’t expect them to last 🙂

  • The shearer


    DSC03331 – shearer
    Originally uploaded by RaeA.

    Traditional Aussie song

    Click Go The Shears

    Out on the board
    The old shearer stands,
    Grasping his shears
    In his thin bony hands;
    Fixed is his gaze on
    A bare-bellied yoe,
    Glory if he gets her,
    Won’t he make the ringer go.

    Chorus:
    Click go the shears boys,
    Click, click click,
    Wide is his blow
    And his hands move quick,
    The ringer looks around
    And is beaten by a blow,
    And curses the old snagger
    With the bare-bellied yoe.
    Chorus:

    In the middle of the floor
    In his cane bottomed chair
    Sits the boss of the board
    With his eyes everywhere,
    Notes well each fleece as
    It comes to the screen,
    Paying strict attention
    That it’s taken off clean.

    Chorus:

    The colonial experience man,
    He is there of course,
    With his shiny leggin’s on.,
    Just got off his horse,
    Gazes all around him like
    A real connoisseur,
    Scented soap and brilliantine
    And smelling like a whore,

    Chorus: