When the morning nurse came to visit she stopped by the kitchen on her way out. "I use to visit this house years back. " she reflected. "There was an old couple I used to come and check on. The house has changed quite a lot though." "That would have been Gran and Pa Prof. … Continue reading Less More & More Less
Some months ago whilst in Perth we pulled up in a suburban car park and were curious about the type of tree we had parked near. It had leaves much like an acacia or Tipuana tipu but with massive long pods hanging down. Some had fallen to the carpark whilst others had probably been removed … Continue reading Tree X – Delonix regia
This garden reminds me of an English Garden I once knew. It was a walled Victorian garden near Stonehenge, UK. I arrived at the height of summer and would pick sweet pea flowers for the hotel restaurant. To this day the scent of sweet peas reminds me of an English summer. Sometimes I would sit … Continue reading Gardens of the Mind
As I've posted before, I am a keen follower of the Nyoongar Seasons. That is, the seasons as observed by the local indigenous people of the south-west of Western Australia. Rather than simply defining the very same seasons as experienced by the European settlers to the region - that is the standard Summer, Autumn, Winter, … Continue reading Birak – The First Summer
At the start of November, Gran took ill. Really ill. My wife made phone calls to nursing staff and after no change in Grans condition, an ambulance. Much to the entertainment of the Little Fellas, it took four ambulance volunteers to get Gran sorted and out of the house safely in the cool of evening. … Continue reading Gran Re-Booted (& Magpie Mimicry)
Petit Paradis 