Holding Life Still – Dive in

The weekly quotation-inspired image challenge from Travel with Intent

“Photography takes an instant out of time, altering life by holding it still” – Dorothea Lange

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An amazing music video

What’s in a Name?

V.J.’s Weekly Challenge #38: What’s in a Name

V.J. asks “As I type up each week’s summary, creating links to various blogs, I am struck by how different blog names are, and compelled to ask: what’s in a name? Specifically, your blog name.”

My blog name comes from years ago when I was referred to as bushboy as I live in the Australian bush. The term bush is used for anywhere outside of cities. More specifically I live among the trees with birds and animals. The word bush means means different things to different people. Going bush is getting away from everything to a place of peace and being at one with nature. It is not a geographical term it is an evocative feeling.

I asked Twitter what does the bush mean to them. I had a couple of replies

“It’s the ‘real’ but often overlooked Australia; an incredible network of life that sustains our existence and makes our continent unique.”

“I think “the bush” has meaning in terms of what it’s NOT .. that being “the city”. It’s simple generic imparts a non stated overall “unknown” and perhaps even “unknowable””
“Harsh paradise”

“The Australian bush is a varied description that can apply to forested areas or equally to arid areas with little more than just some bushes or somewhere in between but regardless it’s a natural area with little influence from humans”

“Untouched by greedy developers and self interested entrepreneurs”

“Ancient unique wild lands that underpin everything I love about being Australian as opposed to just being another citizen of the planet”

“Home”

 

The world part is just that. In bushboys world it is all about my little part of the world and occasionally other parts of our world where I have travelled, but mainly it is all about my place in Australia, my town, the beaches and the rural land where I live.

Trees surround my house and are in my garden. I live in the forest but forestboy doesn’t have the same feeling that is within me. So I am bushboy and this is my world.

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Catch the Train

The inspirational quote from Debbie at Travel with Intent

The only way of catching a train I ever discovered is to miss the train before. 
– G.K. Chesterton

Make sure you get to the station early
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Everyone will be rushing for their train
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Always book a seat
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Some trains go very fast
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Yes, they go very fast
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When you get to your destination, you can always catch one of these
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Vast Reservoir of Nature

The inspirational quote from Debbie at Travel with Intent for this photo challenge

“The sea is the vast reservoir of Nature. The globe began with sea, so to speak; and who knows if it will not end with it?”

–  Jules Verne

The quote made me think of what I could link from my photos with the above quote. I had an idea but didn’t know how to execute the idea into a photo. I am so glad that Corel PaintShop Pro has great tutorials. I played around for quite a while, changing my mind and photos until I finally said that is enough. It isn’t exactly as I wanted but I didn’t have the photos that my mind wanted.

This mechanical world
wheels turn
cogs interact
pulling
pushing
nature
to the brink.
Polluting her waters
her rivers
her oceans
destroying the sea
vast reservoir of Nature

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Shattered

Laura’s manic Monday 3 Way Prompt: Shattered

The Green Glass Goblet
sat upon the shelf.
Luminous.
A present from afar.
Never touched by lips,
never held a liquid.
Just for looking at.
It wasn’t priceless
That Green Glass Goblet.
It was always there.
She always looked at
The Green Glass Goblet
One day, she thought,
I shall take it down
and take a drink.
“Life’s just a cocktail party on the street”
But not until Mother
had passed
for Mother forbade
anyone to touch
The Green Glass Goblet

It was a Summers day
when she laid Mother to rest.
Afterwards she came back
to the house
where she spent her life.
Looking after Mother
Looking after the tiny cottage
Looking at The Green Glass Goblet.
Sitting in the kitchen
she thought of the day,
she thought of Mother
and her insistence
that everything had a place.
“All this chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter ’bout
       Shmatta, shmatta, shmatta”
She thought of the Summer,
perspiration trickling down her back.
Going to the fridge
the cool bottle in her hand
she went to the cupboard
but her eyes went to
The Green Glass Goblet.

Is this the day?
Can I really do it?
What would Mother say?
  “Ah look at me….I’m shattered”
Perhaps I will have to wash
The never touched
Green Glass Goblet.
Drying her sweaty palms
on the pinafore that
Mother insist she wear,
“Look at me, I’m in tatters!  I’m a shattered”
a trembling hand reached
straining upwards
to the shelf
where upon sat
The Green Glass Goblet.

With her treasure
finally in her hands
she opened the bottle
Champagne
What better way
to drink
from the Green Glass Goblet
“Love and hope and sex and dreams”
The bubbly liquid
spilled from the bottle
into the Green Glass Goblet
Lifting it to her lips
she murmured
To Mother
At last
A drink from
The Green Glass Goblet
“Laughter, joy, and loneliness and sex and sex and sex and sex
        Look at me, I’m in tatters
        I’m a shattered”
The Champagne
bubbled at the corners
of her mouth.
Running down her neck
onto that pinafore
Mother insisted she wear
in case of a situation
just like this.
Laughing
she let the Green Glass Goblet
slip from her fingers.
“Does it matter? (shattered)
      Does it matter?”

*With thanks to Mick and Keith

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A Step at the Start of a Journey

The quote to inspire from Debbie at Travel with Intent

“The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step”
– Lao Tzu

Sometimes that step can be daunting.
Whether you look up
to see what could lay ahead.
Spiraling upward
perhaps to touch the stars.spiral stairs_lismore_changed_named_june 2014

Or look down
into the depths of darkness.
Making sure each step
is taken with care.
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But ultimately
that step can one of light
showing the way.
Always try to take that step,
even though
sometimes that step can be daunting.
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Caught Unawares

The inspirational quote from Debbie at Travel with Intent

“I like to photograph anyone before they know what their best angles are.” – Ellen Von Unwerth

In the throes of passion
ones attentions
are not drawn
to the surroundings.
Never notice
who may be there,
waiting,
camera poised.
An intimate moment,
caught unaware,
captured,
forever.
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3 Day Quote Challenge: Day 3 – Nanushka

Thanks to Prior from Priorhouse Blog for nominating me to try out this challenge.

This is for all the bloggers who are all around the world and come into my world as I go into theirs.

“. . and if our lives
should never quite entwine –
our friendship
lights my understanding
of your world,
and sheds a gentle lustre
upon mine. . .”

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Nanushka came into my life from my Mother. She saw Nanushka, whose real name is Nan Whitcomb, on TV and knowing my love of poetry gave me a book, The Thoughts of Nanushka one Christmas. I now have 4 volumes of Nan’s poetry which inspire me in my life and remind me of my parents. Now I enjoy sharing her poetry with others. The way I write poems is based on the way she writes poetry I guess.

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