Saturday, May 16, 2009


Today I walked around "The Hood" making pictures of all the flowers i came across ..native flower,,garden flowers,lonely street flower,fence flower,pot flower,favorite flower and even a street sign flower all beautiful and colour full..
This native flower in bloom smells like honey and when you touch it honey drops fall out,very sweet .

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There where so many flowers i had to fit them in a collage.
From Leonard street through Churchill st across the bridge on Deshon rd short walk through the park along the mangroves a little bit over busy old Cleveland road into Maynard st,flower street and right turn back into Leonard st only a short walk to home where my favorite Pansy's were waiting for me..
Have a sunny and bright

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Morning delight

Shadow on the bridge where will you go today....

For a walk around the park

Warming up in the morning sun

Saturday, May 9, 2009


Dingo pretending to be fast asleep when a Butterfly had a look at his new polka dot collar .
The Butterfly liked his paws too.
What a sight !

Thursday, May 7, 2009

who is the owner?

Knitting a shawl is a long story one I started last winter with good spirit,determination to have it finished by the end of last winter... not!....picked it up a few weeks ago and under the watch full sleepy eye of Dingo my journey of evenings dedicated to the endless sound of needles knitting has finished in a Beautiful pink shawl made with silk and rabbit soft and gentle on the skin but hey!
Who is that taking ownership of my warm winter shawl?...huh!
Of course you guessed wright Dingo loves it too,all that hard work, watching for a long time has payed of, I will just have a rest now if you don't mind and Mona you can share it with me so now and then..thanks for knitting me uh and you this warm cosy dream away shawl.

Sunday, May 3, 2009


"artwork by me"
There are some days that make you laugh;days when little white clouds chase each other across a smiling sky,when little breezes play around the tree tops and tickle the leaves into laughter .
According to all traditions winter should be sad and silent ,and there should be no birds with happy song. But this dear ,contrary land of ours loves to upset traditions ,and instead of flying of to summer quarters ,or skulking in the bushes ,lots of birds are trilling forth their sweetest song.
from a bush calender .

I have been singing my own sweet song ,I am going too see my Dad and Brother in August!...The last time we were together - Five years ago- I am over the moon !

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