Marcia or Pollyanna

As I look outside my window as I type, I see a growing river of water flowing through my back yard, fed by the stream coming through our breezeway and along our back verandah.  I can also see a soggy butcher bird and a few mickey birds (noisy miners), sheltering from the heavy rain in our gazebo. A short time ago, we had a power outage for about 40 minutes

By |2015-02-23T11:41:34+10:00February 20th, 2015|The Mind|

Miracles Of Life

As I sit looking out of the window at the light rain falling, I am so grateful. The lawn had started to turn brown, and it crunched underfoot as I walked on it. I had been asking for rain for a while, and I’m sure I’m not the only one. By all reports, this weekend we are due for a good soaking. What better way to spend a drizzly day,

By |2014-08-15T17:41:32+10:00August 16th, 2014|Animals, Environment, God, Mother Earth|