Over another Hump

Sunday, May 27, 2007

How Ironic is This.

Sunday is always the day for doing my own thing. That usually means playing around with writing and using the internet. Recently our satellite has been experiencing problems and the internet becomes inaccessible. Generally when I want to use it. Those are the days when I feel most isolated.

Yesterday it happened again.

An ASP in Our Eden?

Praise be for the Internet,
a boon this modern age,
just click where ere we want -
upon the right web page.

Saves time when entertaining;
free recipes - all there,
advice on room arranging,
even tells us what to wear.

And if you’ve lost instructions
for your favourite card games,
play around with Google
where you’ll find alternate names.

Yesterday I browsed the net
to find the perfect meal,
got tempted by a writer’s site
who’s work had great appeal.

I don’t know where my day went –
6 p.m. and friends were due.
No time to test my cooking skills,
we’ll have a barbecue.

Saturday, May 12, 2007

The Drought Breaker - View from My Front Door.

It is Mothers' Day again and most untypical Torrens Creek weather. It has felt like rain for the last few days, we have actually had several spots and I am hoping we will get more.

The Golf Club has a tournament here this weekend and they have finally convinced people that it makes more sense to start early to beat the heat and get them all home earlier to beat the kamakazi kangaroos, etc. Wouldn't you know it would turn cool? Even the kangaroos are sluggish.

I am enjoying my Mothers' Day. My husband has spoilt me. He has vacuumed the house for me. I didn't object, gave me more time in the garden.

We have our son home after 15 years. He arrived home from Toronto, Canada last August and has settled here. He bought a house (ex railway station) a few blocks away. It is wonderful having him so close. The town population is now 22 - major explosion. And there are more people moving in. I guess it has to do with the all mining which is going on in the area.

The following is my solution to the current dry spell we are having. Enjoy!

The Drought Breaker.

There’s rain coming,
the prophet peered at the sky.
My cat’s washed behind her ears
and listen to the bull-frogs cry.

Notice the traffic sounds nearer,
birds all flocking so low?
The mock orange has flowered –
there’ll be rain in a day or so.

My arthritis is creaking in earnest,
black ants are working hard,
but the surest sign I’ve ever seen
is standing out in the yard
Yes, the best drought breaker
I’ve seen - by far,
is the rain-dance performed
as my husband washes the car.