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Weather Is Variable! #SundayStills 57/2021.

Weather Is Variable! #SundayStills 57/2021.

About Sunday Stills:

Terri here has now  moved into her new abode and her friend from Always Write  was caring for Sunday Stills while she did so. I will share this post soon too.

Weather is variable.

Not a truer sentence ever, right?

I delved into my history of photos ….takes a while and found these examples from recent times and waaaay back.

What’s the weather going to be where you are today? It’s a question we often ask in our place.

 

East Coast Low: constant rain & wind April 2015 kept us without power & access out for 5 days. Not fun. We had just moved the the Central Coast too.

After the roads re-opened there was a lot of damage to them from trees and so on, but I needed to ‘get out’ so drove to local beach where there were huge waves as the east coast low retreated…and one keen surfer there as well.

 

A lovely day…to be on a ferry on Sydney Harbour moving from west to east, and I would eventually be going under the Sydney Harbour Bridge on my way to…I can’t recall…but a bright blue day on Sydney Harbour when we still lived there was irresistable. This was Summer.

 

Have you ever waited for the news of a new baby to have safely arrived in the world? I have, eight times of privilege have been granted to me. On this WET Winter’s  day, I was stopped at lights before going to local shops to buy a BLUE or PINK welcome baby card for a new grandchild who was to be born that day. She arrived around this time, actually, and when I got the word, my husband and I had the joy of collecting her siblings from school and pre-school to take them to meet their sister..who will be 8 next month!!

 

Back on a ferry on my favourite harbour : Sydney Harbour: the Bridge in the background, the Sydney Opera House on the left, and Fort Denison is the stone structure a mini-island….and I am outside loving the salt spray and the joy of being where I have loved since coming to Sydney as a 10 year old. Now, aged over 70 and living away from Sydney, the last time I did this was pre-surgery for my final mouth reconstruction. Must get back again..on the water! Summer time here.

 

The weather was fine, warm and great Autumn day to be able to show a first-time to Sydney friend around parts I knew well and are tourist favourites. This view is of Manly N.S.W. Beach (South Steyne) and I took this photo from the walkway around Fairy Bower to Shelley Beach. My niece swims this most Saturdays in  Summer as part of a group of surf swimmers. This day was glorious as you can see.

 

Now, we are back to the part of the New South Wales coast where we live and this is my husband, in Winter, looking for the whales who are making their winter migration north. It’s hard to see them but I have seen their water spouts a couple of times. They are already heading this way again from the Antarctic so best I take my binoculars again. Seeing a whale breach is such a huge event. I did via a whale watching cruise a few years back when the whales were coming back and I was on the far South Coast of N.S.W. that time.

 

What do they say about ‘after the rain’? Here it is on a winter’s day at Pretty Beach, near Killcare Beach on the Central Coast.

 

More from Pretty Beach on a windy day..sand in the eyes was not fun. Two (now adult) grandkids out and about with us to explore this amazing environment.

 

Our son’s children visited us another time those holidays on a much sunnier day, and here is Papa with Miss born on the winter’s day as we explored rock pools and her older siblings tried to jump over waves.

Exploring the water at low tide on a colder winter’s day did not stop these grandkids having fun writing in the sand and exploring areas for fish and shells..and I gave them a little camera so they had fun with that too. The was exactly opposite where we lived in 2015 – a most unsuitable house but it had this nearby. We moved away within 10 months.

 

A much younger me got to see the beaches of Oahu after being a ‘surfer girl’ fan of Beach Boys and Jan & Dean in the 1960s. I have to say, I was very underwhelmed when I saw no such waves I had hoped at Waimea Bay in Northern Hemisphere winter!  Got the photo right though!

 

And yes it was winter and wet and windy in San Francisco on my “one and only” trip overseas but I did not let anything like that stop me. This was my gear on the day of a very wet half day bus tour of San Fran…crossed the Golden Gate Bridge in fog so saw very little. I did however, see it more from the ferry taking me to Alcatraz and I loved SF. Reminded me of the city I will finish on….

A day around the rocks area, close to Sydney’s Circular Quay, and the overseas Terminal with my favourite icon in the background. “A Beautiful Day” as my Mum would say.

Do you have a weather app or three on your phone and Apple Watch as I do?

Denyse.

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Reflections On Mother’s Day 2021. 56.1/2021.

Reflections On Mother’s Day 2021. 56.1/2021.

 

Content Warning: Should any post about Mother’s Day be a concern for you, please don’t read…I am sorry for your situation whatever it is.

 

After a long period of reflection (years) I chose to write about Mother’s Day to be published on Mother’s Day, 2021.

My mother told me Mother’s Day flowers were chrysanthemums and were always white. She recalls her mother being given a white flower at church on Mother’s Day. I remember these things. But cannot find any pics of chrysanthemums.

Here it IS Mother’s Day 2021.

I cannot help but do a trip down memory lane to try to understand my mother and my mothering…OK. Not all of it, because much cannot be put into words.

Reflections.

  • I grew up in a 1950s-60s  household where Mother’s Day was remembered….by my father whose domineering and controlling manner meant I have had his words about this occasion rattling around my head since I could remember. Maybe 6 till my recent old(er) age.
  • It was a day where of course we gave Mum a card, probably some flowers and may be a gift. But I never thought of the occasion without ‘obligation’. This is who I am. Long memory.
  • Mum was a kind, sharing and shy woman whose care of her husband and us two kids was exemplary. She loved that she could care for us that way. In fact, it carried on to the ways in which our kids and my brother’s would remember “Noreen” for, and her three great-grandchildren who knew her before her death in 2007.
  • Dad….where will I start? Here at the point of the conversation I had with him only 3 weeks ago when I spoke of the courage his mother had coming to Australia to marry her fiance. His comments? “She was alway cranky and complaining and wanted to know, when we arrived to visit, when we were returning” OK. I understand but as I said, Gran having been widowed with 4 kids probably had a lot of grief.
  • So why did I begin to resent the forced nature of Mother’s Day? Probably for that reason. It did not come from my heart and then, as I had kids (strange but true) I believe I began to feel the old family history repeating itself.
  • Sigh.
  • I became entangled in the “event” that should be happening as I am a mother. Oh how embarrassed I am now about that. I did not demand anything (not my Dad) but I felt sad and disappointed if I was forgotten on Mother’s Day.
  • Cringe.

What Has Changed?

  • My mature thinking, a big dose of cancer and an obligation-free mindset
  • I honour MY adult kids as they make me so proud to be their Mum.
  • I actually asked my kids, a few years back,  to allow for my imperfections (there are many) as their Mum as I was, at the time, doing the best I knew.
  • I expect nothing back. At long last. Not anything. Thanks Dad…by the way, I have told him this but his memory is…dim.
  • I know that I am loved but I do not need to see evidence or whatever based on the ‘have to’ mindset we see far too often.

Two Posts: 1971 and 1979.

These two posts are about my mothering years, in particular giving birth to our daughter, and then after a long gap where we thought that we could not have any more children, we had our son.

My Mother’s Day 2021.

  • It’s a Sunday.
  • We will be cleaning the house on our fortnightly roster.
  • I will go out for my Sunday coffee.
  • I will reflect on my gratitude for a change of mind and heart and send my love to our kids and their kids…and Dad.
  • Forgiveness is powerful as is My Loving Kindness practice.

Take care of yourselves and each other.

Denyse.

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