Sunday 11th April 2021

Emerging From Illness To Wellness. #SundayStills. #15. 44/2021.

Emerging From Illness To Wellness. #SundayStills. #15. 44/2021.

As I am loving to do, I played with the words for this week’s prompt for the Photo Challenge from Terri called #SundayStills. Her blog is here so come and check out the posts, particularly those that relate to the photos because you too might join in. It’s now my 13th week! Loving it.

Content warning: some images may be distressing for some.

When you are ill, for whatever reason, you want to be well again.

Impatience does not help the cause.

However, as so many of us know from experiences there is one factor that usually is the reason….

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And my experiences in how I emerged from illness to wellness are, in this instance, from my head and neck cancer (in my mouth) surgeries which eventuated in giving me some (artificial) teeth where cancer had taken hold. I used some of the strategies above to help me through the time productively and to stay well emotionally.

 

Content warning: some images may be distressing for some.

 

I admit, some of the images are a bit confronting. I LIVED with them and took photos every day to help mark my progress. On some days, I could feel  despondent….hence the need to do something with my TIME….but generally I felt gratitude for all that was being done for me. I just had to do (and still do) some of the hard yards as we say!

A Little Bit of Information About My Surgeries.

I had half of my mouth removed. The upper part where there was cancer in my gums and under top lip. I had the BEST ever team. Simple as that. In fact, my head and neck surgeon is the top Professor in the field. I was told, in May 2017, one day after diagnosis that the team would remove half of my mouth, and replace it (jaw, gums and palate) with parts from my leg. These 3 photos show some of this. In total I had 4 surgeries. The BIG one for 11 hours, then subsequent day surgeries to add more skin to the inside of my mouth: November 2017, February 2018 and May 2018. Full details are here.

The good news is that I am doing well.

I got an all-clear and I will see you in a year, last September so I am half way there.

I admit, managing the upper prosthesis has its challenges but generally, I do well.

This of course, is how I look now:

Denyse.

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CATastrophe: Flooding Rains. #SundayStills. #13. 38/2021.

CATastrophe: Flooding Rains. #SundayStills. #13. 38/2021.

This week’s post is brought to you by a non-cat owner…and I believe they own you from what I know…and I understand that #13 can be unlucky and black cats can bring fortune so perhaps I can be forgiven for taking the  original prompt about respect the cat day from Terri here and her friend from Always Write now caring for Sunday Stills over the next 2 weeks.

News update: whilst the rains have stopped. Sun is back, sadly the devastation remains. Some towns and suburbs on the fringes of N.S.W. capital city, Sydney remain impassible due to high levels of the local rivers and catchment. This is not new but it is never nice to have running muddy water through your house and have it sweep all your belongings away.

These photos from local media:

1.The Hawkesbury: a flood plain before the Blue Mountains start.

2. The Windsor Bridge: recently re-built to be “flood proof”….on the Hawkesbury River. No, it wasn’t.

 

Source: abc.net.au

source: The Hawkesbury Gazette

 

 

Catastrophe is affecting every town, village, city and remote areas on the New South Wales Coastline as I write this post. Unprecedented Autumn rains, combined with already healthy dam levels and water systems made for the awful, sudden and very wet times.

  • Figures for amounts of rain have broken rainfall records held for decades.
  • Watching the nightly news and keeping up with feeds on social media the areas concerned, most familiar to me as a long time resident of this state…having had holidays in some areas, lived in others and taught in schools in many.
  • We are safe, dry and relatively unaffected.
  • We did not venture out of the house because of the damage caused by rain making potholes and familiar roads covered with water.

Signs everywhere.

DO NOT DRIVE THROUGH when road is covered…and of course, there are always those who do, and volunteers are called out to rescue them. Sadly one person in N.S.W. died whilst trying to drive in the dark and did not see the effects of rising waters on the road.

source: The Australian

My photos for Sunday Stills are, where I can, shown with comparison pictures of familiar places.

A day or so before the weather set in…pretty dramatic clouds!

Canton Beach: before the rains

 

During and after the rains when I ventured out.

Lakes Rescue Base. Before the rains. Note the jetty.

 

No jetty to be seen! Taken from road above and road was completely flooded below.

 

Budgewoi: Bridge at Mackenzie Reserve. The grounds here were completely covered during the heavy rains.

My view back to Mackenzie Reserve a few days after the rains.

 

High on the hill at Wyong, looking east to see Racecourse flooded.

 

After almost a week, this happened late in the afternoon…..

I hope that some of the levels of rain affected areas can be appreciated through these.

I also send my best to those who read here and know of people affected by the devastation…living in Australia is a place of droughts and flooding rains alright.

Next week I know the prompt for #sundaystills is volunteer and I have that one sorted!

Denyse.

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Green of Spring In Autumn. #SundayStills. #12. 35/2021.

Green of Spring In Autumn. #SundayStills. #12. 35/2021.

As I am loving to do, I played with the words for this week’s prompt for the Photo Challenge from Terri called #SundayStills. Her blog is here so come and check out the posts, particularly those that relate to the photos because you too might join in. It’s now my 12th week! Loving it.

Did anyone say “green?”

Green, dear colour I love, is a mix of BLUE and YELLOW and makes such a range of greeeeeens that I can barely show you them all.

I do know how much I love being in areas where there is a lot of GREEN.

I know too, that I have a selection of GREENS in my paints, crayons and pencils.

So, how to creatively approach “spring green” was to look at the greenery around my local neighbourhood in Autumn.

Enjoy the scenery. It’s good for us.

 

So much growth by the lake seen on my walk

 

Local Shopping Centre: a wall of greenery.

 

Vine taking hold on a tree by the river.

 

Norfolk pine in a yard bordering the lake.

 

Spiky succulent type plants that abound around here.

 

A sneak peek over a fence to capture a hibiscus

 

On my Walk In Wyong last week, I saw Autumn changing the Spring/Summer Green Leaves.

 

Lots of green..of different colours and types….

 

Through the green, a duck family rests by the river.

But what I haven’t captured is that Spring Green IS a colour from the many lists of paint colours and shades. It’s more of a colour like this:

S P R I N G       G R E E N   or maybe this……..spring green or…maybe it is in the eye of the beholder and the paint mixer.

How about you?

Do you find green a soothing colour?

Denyse.

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Photos In Wyong: From Colour to Black & White. #SundayStills.#11. 32/2021.

Walk In Wyong: From Colour to Black & White. #SundayStills.#11. 32/2021.

Each week I am writing and posting here for inclusion in the #SundayStills from this blogger and kind person, Terri from here. I now post on a Sunday!

From sometime in my post-head and neck cancer BIG surgery timeline, in the latter part of 2017, I began to visit Wyong, a regional and busy place here on the northern end of the N.S.W. Central Coast. It’s about a 12 minute drive from home. I usually only visit on Sundays when it is far less busy from weekday traffic and businesses being open. I have a ritual of getting a coffee made by the kind lady who I have featured here before. I also take a walk around the area, keeping mindful to stay safe as I have been approached for money a couple of times.

Wyong is a very old country town, and I am mindful of its history in the area’s agriculture,  fishing industries, dairy farming, horse training and breeding and of course the original inhabitants from the Darkinjung people.

I took my walk, and looked for interesting images that would look better in black and white, and here they are. Come on my walk!

 

From the elevated carpark….the town centre is quite hilly, this was the view to the sky which turned on some amazing clouds.

 

Before I left to carpark I captured the Chapman Building. It’s located in Alison Road, where I was about to walk, and is now used for a few different purposes but ‘back in the day’ it was a general store for the area. There is a coffee shop underneath. Not the one I go to!

Down the hill towards Wyong Train Station but this was a far as I needed to go. I liked the angles, the crispness of the lines, and behind this fence you find….

This. The former Police Station and/or residence. Now, a real estate office. Again the lines of the building look great in B&W.

As I turned to walk back up towards the park area, where there are still many blooms, I had to capture this light pole. There are some lights like this, with solar on top I think. This one looks a wee bit dirty thanks to the B&W and spiders!

This sandstone retaining wall is strong enough to hold many plants, and trees. The Central Coast area is well-known for its sandstone and I would be certain this was locally mined.

I didn’t climb up to the park for floral photos this time but captured these two from the garden at street level and loved their features even more in B&W.

Now I looked for interest and the recycle bin, in black with cut outs appealed. The sign for access to phone lines, set in the footpath and the phone booth did too.

 

I was almost at the shopping centre ready for my coffee…and this was my final image. So much strength in these lines and angles.

Do you look at and different angles and lines when walking around familiar places?

I like to notice those differences.

Denyse.

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Rain Welcomed Here. #SundayStills.#10. 29/2021.

Rain Welcomed Here. #SundayStills #10. 29/2021.

Each week I am writing and posting here for inclusion in the #SundayStills from this blogger and kind person, Terri from here. I now post on a Sunday!

Living in Australia all my life, I can say with conviction that we always seem to say we need the rain.

We are a large, and often drought-affected country. In the past few years, the unrelenting heat meant that we had not only drought-conditions but it placed much of the country at risk of bush fires in 2019 leading into 2020. They did unfathomable damage…but, even after the rains came, the rain did too!

We are a country like this….as famous poet Dorothea McKellar wrote:

I love a sunburnt country,
A land of sweeping plains,
Of ragged mountain ranges,
Of droughts and flooding rains.
I love her far horizons,
I love her jewel-sea,
Her beauty and her terror
The wide brown land for me!

About the Rains Around Here. Always Welcomed*.

Each new house built for the past few years is required to have an outside water tank. We also have water supplied via the council from dams beyond the mountains. We have, in some cities, recycled water as options for using in toilet and on gardens (we had this in our Sydney home) so we don’t tend to take water for granted.

*I admit though, we are not too affected by flash flooding here but we have lived in streets where there is no kerb and guttering and it makes life challenging to leave in a vehicle. Where we live now it’s OK as we have some better drained roads and land for housing.

I do LOVE it when I can get out safely in the rain, after the rain or before the rain, to get some pics. These are a few from the past year. I live around 20 minutes from most of these places. Very happy to do so.

I feel energised by the rain and wind at the ocean

 

Not quite raining…yet.

 

A gathering of all the feathered friends.

 

A Sydney pool getting swamped in the rain

 

Dots of rain….

 

Driving away from this, I had to stop to capture it. Rain on its way!

 

Then this

I held the iphone out of the window to capture this! Got wet too.

I admit a rainy day or two is OK but I tend to want some more outdoor suitable weather to arrive. This does not always happen so I do get out for a bit in my car.

Do you like the rain?

Denyse.

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Things That Are White. #SundayStills. #9. 26/2021.

Things That Are White. #SundayStills. #9.  26/2021.

Each week I am writing and posting here for inclusion in the #SundayStills from this blogger and kind person, Terri from here. I now post on a Sunday!

White.

What’s a woman to think about who has just celebrated her Golden Wedding Anniversary?

That WHITE dress.

So much tradition in white. I was a bride of very simple tastes and am not someone who goes for a lot of frill and bling.

These images, of images, sorry, are from wedding photos my 97 year old Dad has hanging in a collage in his Unit.

 

My Mother’s Parents. I called them Nanny and Papa. This is around 1920. These were poor, working class people from a rural background. I would think the gown was borrowed.

 

My Dad’s parents. I never met my grandfather as he died when Dad was 11. My Grandmother (Gran) was a stylish dresser but with little money. She was a war bride from the U.K. marrying the love of her life around 1921. She lived a sad life as a widow with 4 children to support and did it tough.

 

My Parents. 2 November 1946. Mum and Dad had formal photos taken after the wedding. Mum’s gown was, I believe, made with the help of post war coupons. There would have been a lot of help with sewing and more. No idea what happened to the gown. Likely shared with others. Mum and Dad got to celebrate 60 years wed before Mum’s death from cancer.

 

 

The 1970s kids. Us. 23 January 1971. I bought my wedding dress off the rack from the bridesmaid section in a bridal shop. The veil was the closest to fancy. Very practical and comfy. My husband hired his suit.

Dear 11 year old granddaughter, you look so cool. Yes, your Grandma has carted this dress around NSW for over 50 years so you can try it on at our Golden Wedding Anniversary!

 

Our daughter made us an orange flavoured cake (her Dad’s choice) for our Golden Wedding Anniversary and it was decorated with white icing, and flowers. So pretty.

I know Wedding Dresses can be all shades of colour.

This post however, did benefit from having images of brides in white!

No judgement made on reasons nor actual “whiteness” of said dresses as white can be of soooo many differing shades! Ever tried to choose a white paint for a room?

Denyse.

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Feed The Birds. #SundayStills. #8. 23/2021.

Feed The Birds. #SundayStills. #8. 23/2021.

Each week I am writing and posting here for inclusion in the #SundayStills from this blogger and kind person, Terri from here.

And also this is part of my blog’s category for sharing photographs.

I have now combined the two and made a shared purpose photo for this photographic challenge.

Late in 2020 I noticed a flash of movement outside our house.

We have a glass splashback over the stove (never install one, people, we are renting so no choice!) and I saw something flitting in and out of the agapanthus we have growing there for most of summer.

I did not do anything after that other than find my iphone and get some images.

I later found out this was a kind of honey-eater bird and have never seen one since but on this day, the agapanthus WAS feeding this bird!

Have you seen any like this before?

We live in a coastal region of New South Wales Australia in a temperate climate.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I sure would love to say I have seen the bird return, but no, we just have regular nuisance birds who mess up our back patio!

Denyse.

 

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Colour Challenge: Rosy Red #SundayStills.#7.20/2021.

Colour Challenge: Rosy Red #SundayStills. #7. 20/2021.

Each week I am writing and posting here  on Thursdays I am now publishing on a Sunday as I have the prompts in advance….so here is my next one…for inclusion in #SundayStills, the photography challenge from this blogger and kind person, Terri from here.

 

Joining in here means I am meeting up with new bloggers and some also come here to comment. It is also made better by the company I keep including Australian-based bloggers too.

 

This girl, around 2 years of age, is my Rosy Red.

Actually her second name is Rose but some members of the family have called her Rosie or Rosy from time to time. First born granddaughter. Such a great experience in my  life, to hold the daughter of my daughter in my arms….2 days before Christmas way back in the latter half of the 1990s!

 

Red for Love.

Red For Courage.

Red For Romance.

Red For Life.

Red is for Caution/Danger.

Red is a favourite of mine. I even have a red car!

Red From Nature. 

Spring Impatiens.

 

Neighbourhood Hibiscus

 

Pansies In a Pot on Our Verandah

 

Spring Bulb After Autumn Planting.

 

Deeper Red Pansy

 

Camellias on the street I drove down. Stopped for the photo.

 

This pink rose can look red! My husband has grown this in our front garden.

Last but oh so not least..is Miss J Rose with her Grandma aka me celebrating our Golden Wedding Anniversary: in GOLD of course!!

What’s your favourite colour ?

Denyse.

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