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Thursday 22 May 2014

Outback moments;


The Heart of the Swag; Henry Lawson

Oh, the track through the scrub groweth ever more dreary,
And lower and lower his grey head doth bow;
For the swagman is old and the swagman is weary—
He’s been tramping for over a century now.
He tramps in a worn-out old “side spring” and “blucher,”
His hat is a ruin, his coat is a rag,
And he carries forever, far into the future,
The key of his life in the core of his swag. 




Getting ready, Bill is passionate about flying, he makes sure everything is in perfect order and condition, as we are spending many hours in this flying machine! 



As far as the eye can see...



There are old-fashioned portraits of girls who are grannies,
There are tresses of dark hair whose owner’s are grey;
There are faded old letters from Marys and Annies,
And Toms, Dicks, and Harrys, dead many a day.
There are broken-heart secrets and bitter-heart reasons—
They are sewn in a canvas or calico bag,
And wrapped up in oilskin through dark rainy seasons,
And he carries them safe in the core of his swag. 


Oh Yes, I could live here; I crave the the infinity of the outback sky.












I dream of a garden with one thousand roses under an outback sky.


There are letters that should have been burnt in the past time,
For he reads them alone, and a devil it brings;
There were farewells that should have been said for the last time,
For, forever and ever the love for her springs.
But he keeps them all precious, and keeps them in order,
And no matter to man how his footsteps may drag,
There’s a friend who will find, when he crosses the Border,



A glimpse of  a day, week, month, perhaps a century past.




...silver leaves and scented flowers... a song for the outback...





:-)


...and then a sandstorm approached...


to be continued an other day...

©Photos/Text Titania Everyday Ts

Tuesday 4 March 2014

Tuesday; Bookshelf;



A Divided Inheritance by Deborah Swift

A fine book. Shows again religion  against religion, people against people.
1609 England was ruled by James I, a Protestant. Catholicism was forbidden. Catholics who did not follow the Anglican church were punished for high treason, land confiscations, had to pay fines and  were facing death penalty. 
Religions have always played havoc in peoples life, still do.

In 1609, Felipe the III of Spain expelled the entire Muslim Population along with the ones who had converted to Christianity.  By 1613 around 400'000 people had been forcefully removed and expelled from Spain. All their goods, homes, money was taken away. Children, even babies  were forcefully removed from there parents and collected in ware houses. Spaniards came and selected the ones they wanted to bring up and use as slaves.  The adult population was herded to the shores where galleys  were waiting to take them to North Africa; it  is said the people were afraid that they would be killed and thrown over board. I guess it has happened, with the savagery the people were removed.  I wonder if there is a record how many have arrived  in North  Africa.  Ts

One example of expulsion of a people in the 20Th century, was the removal  of more then 800'000 Palestinians from their land which is now Israel. They were also expelled, killed, their villages razed to the ground, all their land, homes, goods confiscated. It was a huge exodus, a holocaust for the Palestinian people. It started in 1948 and is still going on. Palestinians are kept in a 
ghetto and the world looks on. Nothing has changed in the savagery of people how they treat each other. Ts

From the book, page 148
...He chewed the spiced sausage, tasted the feint aroma of garlic, sank his teeth into the floury bread. When he cut into the peach it was fat and juicy...

Traditional 17Th Century Morisco song  (Muslims=Moriscos)
May the rain sprinkle you as it showers,
Oh, my time of love in Andalusia;
Our time together was just a sleeper's dream
Or a secretly grasped moment.

The stories of mankind are filled with  savagery and heartache. Ts 

It never stops, there are always people who want it all it does not matter to them how they get it.
Destroyed countries in a short few years;
Iraq, Afghanistan, Libya, Syria, Now they have Ukraine in their sight, many countries in Africa;
Governments using funds and people to help facilitate the crimes of  Corporations, the Oligarchy, Plutocracy; billionaires all feed  and gorge themselves on the blood of whole populations.


Plutocracy
a small group of people having control of a country or organization.
The  rule or power of wealth or of the wealthy.
A government or state in which the wealthy class rules.
A class or group ruling, or exercising power or influence, by virtue of its wealth.

Oligarchy
a small group of people having control of a country or organization.

Democracy is dead wood. It is only a word used ad nauseum.Ts


Saturday 22 February 2014

Sepia Saturday 216; The suit, masculine fashion.


Mon Papa with Molly, Sunday afternoon a walk with his dog. He has taken off his waistcoat, his tie and his collar. This is in the 1930's.Today he would wear chinos, an  open shirt and  perhaps a jumper.



Oh, Mein Papa war eine wunderbare clown...

Lys Assia is a Swiss singer who won the first Eurovision Song Contest in 1956
.BornMarch 3, 1924, Rupperswil, Switzerland; she is 90 years now.




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Saturday 8 February 2014

Saturday; rebel;

To rebel; defy the authorities, refuse to obey orders, be insubordinate To resist or defy an authority or a generally accepted convention.


Humans are bizarre. They covet and spend millions of Dollars to build, or maintain, renovate man made buildings monuments etc. They spend a lot of money to build monuments, pedestals, sculptures of  generally ugly looking persons like politicians or kings or queens or whatever they think is worthwhile to be kept in stone.



Pacific Ocean near Byron Bay;

When it comes to our environments, our nature, oceans, lakes rivers, be it plants or animals, fish or bird , the really important we should covet and look after are coldly dismissed, raped polluted, killed and contaminated with new genes,Genetic modification (GM) is the use of modern biotechnology techniques to change the genes of an organism, such as a plant, animal or humans.

Chemical poisons which are used everyday. Depleted uranium, exploded A-bombs, 
Above-ground nuclear tests by the Soviet Union, the United States  and great Brittain in Australia; in the 1950s and early 1960s and by France into the 1970s and 1980s spread a significant amount of fallout from uranium daughter isotopes around the world. Additional fallout and pollution occurred from several nuclear accidents.



Damascus, Syria; one more victim by western political manoeuvring.


“Heat not a furnace for your foe so hot that it do singe yourself.” 
- William Shakespeare



“The use of depleted uranium weaponry by the United States and Israel, defying all
international treaties, will slowly annihilate all species on earth including
the human species, and yet these countries continue to do so with full knowledge
of its destructive potential.” - Leuren Moret


Cassia fistula in my garden;

Fracking involves toxic chemicals being lowered into kilometre-deep holes drilled in the ground to isolate gas and oil from shale. The toxic chemicals can then float into lakes and rivers or contaminate the ground. Also, fracking produces a disproportionate amount of waste, including radioactive water, which then has to be dumped somewhere.



A simple white rose in my garden;

Fracking involves toxic chemicals being lowered into kilometer-deep holes drilled in the ground to isolate gas and oil from shale. The toxic chemicals can then float into lakes and rivers or contaminate the ground. Also, fracking produces a disproportionate amount of waste, including radioactive water, which then has to be dumped somewhere.

The scary bits...

Deep down in the earth, there is a lot of radioactivity, which is safe enough, so long as it is not brought up to the surface. The technical term is NORM (Naturally Occurring Radioactive Material). When it is brought to the surface it becomes Technologically Enhanced, or TENORM, and it is a serious health problem near oil wells and gas production sites. It is in the production water, in the oil, in the gas, around the production sites, the groundwater, in the pipes and tanks – and in your kitchen. 


When it comes to our beautiful nature, the old Tasmanian forests which have been protected after a big fight, are going to be lost now, used for pulp, destroyed, just a few more $$$ . Prime Minister Abbott, unfortunately has no conscience when it comes to nature. The great Barrier Reef suffers the same fate under this Prime Ministers and his colleagues.  I think  there is a phoniness and a certain crudeness in this man.  All ,Australians should gather in mass and go to Canberra and  protest,, to stop the destruction of world heritage sites. Most humans are sleepy creatures they only cry out when they are hit over their head, but then it is mostly to late.
Oh well, one day when earth has had enough of its devolution and clears itself of little dictators and all other  human beings, it will  regenerate itself be pristine for a long, long time,  because earth will still be here when all of us are gone and forgotten. 

Earth is a tiny minuscule dot in millions of other dots.  We are just lucky for the moment because despite our importance we all are just a moment in earth’s history; Why do I bother …



Our world;



Watch!


©Photos/Text /Titania Everyday; Ts

Wednesday 5 February 2014

Wednesday; words;


The first three words you see are yours for the whole year!



Enjoy life in the sun like the sun jewels do. Happy days for all.



© Ts/Photo, sun jewels, my garden.

Monday 3 February 2014

Monday; bookshelf;

A book to read...



Chasing The Light by Jesse Blackadder;

It's the early 1930s. Antarctic open sea whaling is booming 
and a territorial race for the mysterious continent is in full swing.

Page 182
The iceberg was ever a word so inadequate? - floated towards her, tall and faceted in pur opaque white.
From every crack and gouge shone a blue so intense that it hurt her eyes;  a blue that made her throat catch.
Page 183
....it was like staring into a piece of sky, trapped and glowing from within the iceberg with unearthly light.

Page 282
The shriek of the blizzard filled her ears...she knew exactly why Antarctica screamed....her wordless fury that they dared to come with their harpoons and boilers and slaughter her children in her own waters where they had been safe for all time.

Page 294
...what an ignorant notion that had been. The place needed no human gaze to bring it into existence.
It made fools of them for competing to get there, for attempting to chart and define its outlines, for thinking that anyone could own it.


This is a fine and interesting book to read. The race of  Nations to put their flag there,  the immense slaughter of whales; and  about the first women to see Antarctica.


A Jade Iceberg in Antarctica. Image from the Australian Government Australian 


Where man goes, destruction follows. Ts

Where humans tread it's unsafe for all other creatures. Ts


Friday 17 January 2014

Friday; art;


Art of photography; 

 Dill seed  from my herb garden;


Randomly  arranged duck weed in the pond, repeating patterns and colours; 


The beauty of  beauty past. 

My love for  art summons up a feeling of life and stillness. It is part of mankind, our first artworks were scratched into stone. I am mostly inspired by  natural sculptures, love the diversity,  subtle designs and colours of lichen  and  fungi,  also seed which I find in my garden.  For me Art is  and has always been a vast  and profound exploration.  

Not what we have but what we enjoy, constitutes our abundance.


©Photos my garden/Text/Ts /Titania Everyday;

Saturday 11 January 2014

it was not such a good idea;

My mother had a beautiful, old photo album. On the outside it was quilted and inside were thick green  cardboard pages, filled with old photos. Christmas came along and I decided to give my mother a new photo album. I took out all the old photos and pasted them in the album I bought with my pocket money, I think I was 14. I had a lot of work because I also made drawings and wrote captions under the photos.  In my view it was splendid, so much nicer then the old one which I threw into the garbage.  Christmas eve arrived, we exchanged presents and I gave my mother my creation. I did not know what came upon me. My mother did not like the new album and wanted  me to put all the photos back into her old album. Then I had to confess that I threw it away; oh the rage about my carelessness about old valuable things. . My father felt sorry for me and said:" why don't we all look at this new album and enjoy it, look it is all so nicely done. My mother never acknowledged it and I did not blame her, but it was a big disappointment for me and it did hurt. I guess I also learned a lesson!



This old wooden box contains many old photos;




I have many old and newer photo albums;


I always liked this one. My Uncle Richard, now 90 years old made it.


Nice times and nice holidays.





Holidays with the cousins.



My young children  3 and 4 got hold of this album and tore out many photos.


These pages are part of the album I made for my mother!


One of my favourite photos was always this  hand coloured  black and white photo. I am the girl with the injured knee. I think it is from 1946.


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©Photos/Text Ts/ Titania-Everyday

Saturday 4 January 2014

TuTaTo;

Post Auto or PostBus as this Bus is called today in Switzerland, is a Swiss Icon, every child knew and  still knows, my guess, the big yellow bus with is particular sound of "tutato"  when driving around the dangerous corners of  steep and long winding roads in the mountains.


I guess in the 1950is  or a bit later. See the skis at the back.



PostAuto Schweiz in Swiss Standard German,  Now Postbus. CarPostal Suisse in Swiss French, and AutoPostale Svizzera in Swiss Italian) is a subsidiary company of the Swiss Post, which provides regional and rural bus services throughout Switzerland, and also in France and Liechtenstein. In Swiss German dialect they are also called Poschi or Poschti.
The Swiss Post  Auto service evolved as a motorized successor to the stagecoaches that previously carried passengers and mail in Switzerland, with the Swiss postal service providing postbus services carrying both passengers and mail. The buses operated by PostBus are a Swiss icon, with a distinctive yellow livery and three-tone horn. The company uses an image of a posthorn as a logo on its buses and elsewhere. On some mountain roads, indicated by a traffic sign of a yellow posthorn on a blue background, the buses have priority over other traffic.


Lenzerheide, Heidsee, 1920

1849: Creation of the postal network diligence.
1906: First service of PostBus between Bern and Detligen.
1919: Inauguration of the line crossing the Simplon Pass.
1921: Grimsel Pass, Furka Pass, San Bernardino Pass and Oberalp Pass are open to traffic.
1923: A three-tone horn is installed on the buses travelling on mountain routes.
1949: The bus lines of the Principality of Liechtenstein are operated by PostBus.
1959: All buses are of the same yellow color.
1961: Last service of horse diligence on the line Avers-Juf*.
2003: For the first time, PostBus carried more than 100 million passengers.
2005: PostBus Switzerland established as a subsidiary company of Swiss Post.

Juf 2126 m or 6975 ft above sea level


Juf is a village in the municipality of Avers in the canton of GraubündenSwitzerland. At 2,126 metres (6,975 ft) above sea level, it is the highest village with permanent residents in Switzerland and in Europe. Juf has a population of about 24 inhabitants divided over 6 families in a concentrated settlement. They were 20 in 1991 and 30 in 2001. The first inhabitants were immigrant Walser who arrived in 1292.



The first Post Auto Chur-Tschiertschen 1925, transporting Mail and people;


1951, with a slide back roof. 

The posthorn, children sang perhaps still do, tutato Postch isch do...or tutao Poscht Auto...♫



               

Friday 3 January 2014

Wednesday; spotted..





Yesterday, nipping out into the herb garden to get some fresh herbs, I saw this beautiful, big Praying Mantis, folded  up long delicate wings, boldly looking at me. I hurried back to get my camera, a moment later she flew off.

I am never without thoughts and quotes,  here are a few for 2014,


Do not make New Years resolution you won’t keep them anyway! Ts

What you are today you are tomorrow! Ts

Do not change for anyone, and never think,  that anyone will change for you. Ts


©Photo/Text Titania-Everyday/ Ts

Wednesday 1 January 2014

Wednesday, 1. January 2014




Think, that every day is your best day in 2014!


The best, the green grass of home.



The best, fine home cooked food.


The best, take care of nature. without a healthy  environment,
all your other efforts are doomed and hopeless.


©Photos/ Text  Titania-Everyday Ts