Robert Frost Poetry

THE PASTURE

I’M going out to clean the pasture spring;
I’ll only stop to rake the leaves away
(And wait to watch the water clear, I may):
I sha’n’t be gone long.—You come too.

I’m going out to fetch the little calf
That’s standing by the mother.
It’s so young,It totters when she
licks it with her tongue.
I sha’n’t be gone long.—You come too.

Robert Frost (1874–1963)

Kuranda Holiday

Very lucky to be able to go and stay in Annabel's lovely house again.

Kate and Arek go Outback

Well, I convoyed with the coppers to the Mt Surprise turn-off and continued to Innot Hot Springs. Had a wonderful soak for about an hour when Lynn, Kate and Arek arrived. Shortly there after, Trish and Clive. Lynn had to go but the 5 of us had a lovely few hours together. Kate wasn't feeling too good, and slept all the way home. Very bad night for all, so it seemed the best for them to head off to the Medical Clic in Mt Garnett. Unfortunenately the car doesn't go more than 100klms per hour and only 40klms up hills. Took them 3 1/2 hrs to get to Mt Garnett. Allin all 6 hours to Kuranda.

Lesley Moseley

I can't for the life of me work out how people find your blogs. We tried to publicise "Turning Points - Regaining joy after loss" and that has also never worked.

Kate is coming home

Well, its hard to believe that in less than two weeks my daughter will arrive, back in Cairns. She has been (mostly) in London for two and half years. Luckily with Skype, we talk two, three times a week. Looking forward to her and boyfriend Arek, coming to visit here in the Queensland Outback.

Farewell My faithful Nancy

My friends of 38 years, Bill and Julie were visiting me in Greenvale. This is the farewell to Nancy final photo. Julie and I went for a long walk in a gum forest while Billa nd Troy the Policeman, sent Nancy to Heaven. Her back legs had gone, and she was just 'finished'. 18 years, 9 months and 13 days old.

TURNING POINTS

Turning Points IS THE NAME OF OUR WEB-SITE THAT WILL CLOSE IN TWO MONTHS.

Cultural Differences

How easy it is to offend other people, just by the different understanding of a word's meaning. On Facebook, I wished my great-nephew 'break-a-leg' prior to his first stage appearance. I was taken to task, by my niece's husband. Apparently in his circle, this idiom is unknown.