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Mt Warning across the Tweed River from Tumbulgum.

Mt Warning across the Tweed River from Tumbulgum.

A Tranquil Trip.

Another view of Mt Warning from Tumbulgum.

Another view of Mt Warning from Tumbulgum.

For our friend June’s birthday we decided to take her and her husband for a scenic drive and lunch. That is what we did for Rex’s birthday and we all enjoyed that. Pauline did the organising, we are fortunate having Pauline and living in the midst of a scenic wonderland.

A tree on the green strip between the river and the road at Tumbulgum.

A tree on the green strip between the river and the road at Tumbulgum.

It was a perfect day but that’s what they say about this area one day sunny the next day perfect. We headed south across the border turning off the highway to drive beside the Tweed River to our first stop at Tumbulgum.

Looking from the river the Tumbulgum Tavern.

Looking from the river the Tumbulgum Tavern.

The Tumbulgum Tavern was established in 1887 it was the regions first unlicensed grog shop providing for the Red Cedar timber cutters. It is now licensed, still serving up refreshments but to far different type of person.

Photo displayed in Murwillbah regional museum.

Photo displayed in Murwillumbah regional museum.

This is not to be missed.

This is not to be missed.

Passing the fields of sugar cane and the processing plant is a beautiful drive. The steam billowing from the chimney of the plant in puffy, white, swirling clouds against the clear blue sky is a fascinating sight. We parked at Murwillumbah Visitors Information Centre, this is one of the best Information Centres in Australia and they are all good. On our trip around Australia the first thing we would look for was the big blue ‘i’ leading to the local Visitors Information.

From the Information car park, note steam from sugar processing plant.

From the Information car park, note steam from sugar processing plant.

My photos only give you an idea of how good the Murwillumbah visitor’s information centre is.

There is a 360 view from Mt warning covering the 4 walls of one room.

There is a 360 view from Mt warning covering the 4 walls of one room.

What makes it special is the Caldera Art Gallery. You may not be able to visit but I urge you to click this link.

http://calderaart.org.au/gallery.html

We were fortunate in having the resident artist to show us around. He was a busy man but I got him to pose with his latest painting.

Then we had a leisurely browse around. Watching the videos and soaking up information on the area, it is really a wonder-land.

The Hippies icon and we are not far from Nimbin.

The Hippies icon and we are not far from Nimbin.

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We enquire about places to have lunch.

Information with a smile.

Information with a smile.

If one had more time a hike to lunch at the Rainforest Cafe in Mt Warning National Park would have been enjoyable.

Walkers working up an appetite at the entrance to café.

Walkers working up an appetite at the entrance to café.

The cafe is in 6 hectares of rustic gardens where you can sit at secluded tables by a calming stream. That makes waiting for your meal a pleasure if I did not have friends for company I could quietly meditate here.

The fruit is about half ready.

The fruit is about half ready.

We each chose different meals and savoured the delicious taste and enjoyed the whole experience. The authors of the book ‘The Happiness Hypotheses,’  did a survey and found that having a meal with friends is one of the most enjoyable things we can do. With this exquisite food in natures tropical garden we feel the ‘Force’ is with us or perhaps we are blessed.

One can dine by the stream.

One can dine by the stream.

I thought we will have to bring our next visitors out to this cafe there is so much to enjoy around what is referred to as the scenic rim. Link to the café,

http://www.tripadvisor.com.au/Restaurant_Review-g1162426-d3618615-Reviews-Rainforest_Cafe_Mount_Warning_National_Park-Uki_New_South_Wales.html

Ordering lunch to be served in the garden.

Ordering lunch to be served in the garden.

It was all formed by volcanic action 23 million years ago. The bubbling lava formed geodes that can still be found in the streams. These gem stones are known as Thunder eggs and can be cut with a Diamond saw and polished.

Thunder eggs on display at Murwillumbah museum.

Thunder eggs on display at Murwillumbah museum.

Back to sightseeing, we visited the Tweed Regional Museum back in Murwillumbah. I found some interesting things about the past history of local people.

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This was not much recognition for the original owners.

This was not much recognition for the original owners.

Insightful of how life was for those pioneers and the indigenous people.

We do not know what pain is.

We do not know what pain is.

We enjoyed walking once more in Murwillumbah as it is one of those towns that has not been swallowed up by the modern trend. It is a reminder of our childhood and youthful days. And appropriate for our generation to have a birthday outing.

Lovely old house and magnificent tree.

Lovely old house and magnificent tree.

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On the bridge man emerges out we says good morning as we pass.

On the bridge a man emerges, we says good morning as we pass.

The Blues

Fitness out of the fog.

Fitness out of the fog.

I woke up with the blues the Robert Johnson blues. No sun-beams flooding through my window, it was cool and foggy out there. I knew exactly what to do, to sing is the thing. I popped out of bed like a Champaign cork with the bubbles of enthusiasm pushed me to Pauline’s door. “Come on Sweet Heart, out of the cot we got things to do, me and you!” She needed no prompting, she knew what great opportunities a foggy morning brought.

Professionals knows fogs are photo opportunities.

Professionals knows fogs are photo opportunities.

I could not keep her from the Burl Ives ‘Foggy foggy dew’.  On with our cloths and up up and away like Wonder Woman and Clark Kent, I am being mild-mannered and modest. Don’t get carried away, we took off in the car; I want this to be believable. We parked at the lake and took flight on foot. Two fast guns shooting all in sight, here are some of my trophies. To give you an idea of what Lake Burley Griffin, Canberra is like at seven, on a foggy morn. Pauline will show more in her blog and put more information.

Today is first day of Canberra’s Floriade day.

We return the sun now shines,

We return the sun now shines,

Christen and Spencer are visiting us to see this spectacular flower display.  After breakfast it was back to the lake but by now parking was limited but Pauline had it all planed to we parked at the gallery and walked back across the bridge. I just go with the flow, wu wei, Pauline is the planer. I go with the flow and trust my luck, I got heaps of that.

At the gate our meeting place.

At the gate our meeting place.

Meet back here at the gate at 12.30 if we get separated Pauline suggested. I was back at the trysting place early and people watched for ten minutes and they were ten minutes early.

I suggested back in a taxi as we had already done a fair hike. Pauline had also taken the dog for its walk while I did the washing up and set the fire, ready for a match tonight. No taxis allowed into Floriade area well it was not in Pauline’s plan anyway. What happened to my luck well we needed the exercise. Here are some photos to give you glimpse of Floriade.

Entrance to the museum.

Entrance to the museum.

We went to the National Museum of Australia, as they have a choice menu and it is a fantastic monument  of architectural splendour. We savoured delectable dishes while gazing out the windows on to the lake, the fountain was now pumping and sail boats and ferry were out there enhancing the scenery.

Feasting the eyes while savouring lunch, this is true nourishment.

Feasting the eyes while savouring lunch, this is true nourishment.

Then explored this fair dinkum  Aussie museum .

With a couple of rest stops at the Revolving theatre with Aussie history and a lay-back relax in the there showing Aussie life style. My camera was clicking like a cricket hyped up on coke.  Get an eye full of this sample.

Next stop the Nishi building.

Next stop the Nishi building.

We drive to New Acton area for Cappuccino.

 We enjoyed the day, especially as we were with our friends. Back home they watched TV and chatted while I caught up with my blog friends, but get carried away with a You Tube video in Zeebra’s post. That got me tuned in on the Cajun swamp music and the Blues. All the old guys that I have enjoyed throughout the years, from our wild days, to now when the music still lifts us up and gets us revving.

 I was there with those blokes jamming, winding up with J. J. Cale till after midnight.  It was a real blues day, a blue skies day. With good friends who have travelled the world as show people, both musicians. Spencer actually jammed with Jagger when he was only a pebble not a big rolling stone.

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Parliament House from The Canberra War Memorial Museum.

Parliament House from The Canberra War Memorial Museum.

A Bad Day in Paradise.

Steps to the War Museum.

Steps to the War Museum.

 Please don’t read this if you are gentle a Jew, a kind Christian or a meek Muslim. Not because I fear the Jihad it is because there are a lot of kind believers and I would not want to upset them or burst their bubble.

the memorial section of the museum.

the memorial section of the museum.

 This post is for me, to get it off my chest so to speak. I am upset with our politicians. Tony Abbott our Prime Minister has us gun-runners to the Kurds. John Howard got us involved in the mess in Iraq about twelve years ago and it has been festering ever since. It will do no good, there has been bloody religious wars for ages, they never learn.

Names of the dead  line both sides above the pool.

Names of the dead line both sides above the pool.

 The Abrahamic God had no wife. He was playing by himself with himself when he made man, in his own image, out of mud and he has been playing war games with us ever since. Is this an ego trip he is having or did man with his big ego make God in his likeness?

The Unknown Soldier.

The Unknown Soldier.

Without fur or feathers man has to fight to survive, to cloth himself in a harsh environment. Without the eyes of an eagle or cat, nose of a dog or the superior senses of other animals. Using his mind he has invented the equivalent abilities, man now thinks himself a God.

Red paper poppies by the names of recent dear.

Red paper poppies and the names of recent dead.

 There is something inexpressible beyond man’s comprehension keeping everything in the cosmos in equilibrium, that man is upsetting with his Abrahamic godlike attitude. Regardless of mortal man it will restore itself. It is eternal and has all the time and patience to outlast man.

Right and wrong.

Right and wrong.

This world is good, but man wants more. God has heaven this is supposed to be perfect, something for man to look forward to, if he is invited.

Peace is what in wanted.

Peace is what is wanted.

If man obeys, for this god tells us he is a vengeful god. 20: 2-6 (esv)

Another mistake, will they never learn.

Another mistake, will they never learn.

Apparently god was not all knowing when he created the earth or he would not have put that tree in the garden and commanded Adam and Eve not to eat the fruit. Or maybe he was all-knowing and realised all good stories need drama. The Bible is a great story with plenty of drama, sex and violence. May be he thought the plot needed a bit of nudity and fig leaves would add to the curiosity.

Thanks for risking your life.

Thanks for risking your life.

Google could not say how many bibles have been printed or how many revisions and new additions have been printed. But it must have been a Google. How many times has it been revised? It is definitely one remarkable book dreamt up by God and edited by man.

Vietnam should  taught us better how to look after our garden.

Vietnam should have taught us better how to look after our garden.

People with righteous intentions arguing, protesting, supplying weapons and fighting wars will never find peace. Peace is found only in loving kindness. Without asking the people politicians take violent action.

They are not having a picnic.

They are not having a picnic.

Are they only puppets, having their strings pulled by the manufactures of weapons of mass destruction? Blow it up, then rebuild it, keeps the wheels of commerce rolling.  Politicians should spend taxes in better ways than running guns.

Do the children visiting here realise.

Do the children visiting here realise.

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Pauline  entering Canberra Museum dwarfed by the windows.

Pauline entering Canberra Museum dwarfed by the windows.

Cleaning Windows.

A window is like a picture in a book and it is said a picture is worth a thousand words. If those windows are not clean it is like having dirty pictures in your home. The pictures we look at will influence our thoughts and emotions. Unwholesome pictures infect our thoughts. Those thoughts will become emotions that lead to actions that develop into habits. Keeping windows clean contributes to our wellbeing.

Sunset and Busselton Jetty reflected in windows.

Sunset and Busselton Jetty reflected in windows.

Who lives without a speck or smudge of grime on their windows? We must not be judgemental remember the story of Jesus saying “Let the one without sin cast the first stone.” Look beyond the blemishes there is always beauty if we look for it. There are no bad people they are either sick or ignorant, the sick need help and the ignorant need teaching.

Canberra Museum window.

Canberra Museum window.

A shattered, broken window is dangerous, like a psychopath, to be avoided. Leave the treatment required to those qualified .

Window in Banbury Art Gallery.

Window in Bunbury Art Gallery.

Let us get back to cleaning windows and lightening things up.

This is window cleaning Brisbane 2014.

This is window cleaning Brisbane 2014 or Having Fun.

George Formby was an old-time performer who sang a saucy song called ‘When I’m Cleaning windows.’  I can only recall one line, ‘The blushing bride looks divine, the bridegroom says I’m doing fine, I’d rather have his job than mine, when I’m cleaning windows”. If you want more frivolity, hit the link.

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Canberra Museum's fibulas architecture.

Canberra Museum’s fabulous architecture.

If you want to clean windows I have a few tips from a professional window cleaner, when I took on a casual job window cleaning. I liked the work out on a ledge looking in on the office workers toiling at their desks, while I enjoyed the open air, exercising and making the windows sparkle. We used a chamois, now they use squeegees, so my tips are out dated, the one tip that is still applicable is clean horizontal on one side and vertical on the other so you know where the missed bits are.  A razor blade is handy to remove paint spots and the like. Pay attention to the corners and at my age I must remember I have lost the agility and balance so be careful.

A lot can be seen in or out of a window.

A lot can be seen in or out of a window.

The Sydney, Queen Victoria Building was built 1898 is Renascence architecture and from 1959 to 1971 was occupied by The Sydney County Council. It was 1968 when I was cleaning windows on Q. V. B. and there were no hoists or swinging stages on the building. We had safety belts that hindered your movement and gave a false sense of safety as the old eye-bolts were insecure. The building has been refurbished many times and now is totally restored and packed with upmarket shops; do not miss looking in on it if you visit Sydney.

Window with a good   view.

Window with a good view.

When cleaning the windows of the ladies change room I used to sing, not just because I was happy in my work, but ladies did not expect to see a man outside the window a couple of floors up. My singing was not all that good, but I think it was appreciated.

These ladies were happy to be looked at.

These ladies  in Albany were happy to be looked at.

There are shop windows to be looked in, windows to be looked out of and windows to the mind and windows of opportunity. There are also the Microsoft Windows programs that can be frustrating. When you are finding the computer program not acting as you would like. Take a few deep breaths look out the window and come back to reality.

A cute shop window in Donnybrook W.A.

A cute shop window in Donnybrook W.A.

These are my idea’s on Dawns  Lingering look at windows. 

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A variety of passion fruit flower.

A variety of passion fruit flower.

Gay or Sad.

Flowers are gay without being controversial.

Flowers are gay without being controversial.

There is nothing wrong with being gay. I used to be gay but now I am sad I cannot be gay any more. To day to be gay you emerge from a cupboard and declare I am homosexual this then makes you gay or happy to be out of the confined space of the metaphorical cupboard. Your unique balance of Yin and Yang, to some people would make you appear as queer as a square egg.  Yin and Yang in Chinese Taoism is the balance of opposites Yin representing feminine things in nature, cool, soft, the moon, Yang the masculine, hot, hard and the sun are examples. Yin and Yang are not actually opposites, one would not exist without the other and each contains some of the other. It is the balance of Yin and Yang that gives all things their unique nature. When you have the Yin and Yang in perfect balance you are fortunate you are in tune with nature.

More variety.

More variety.

I knew a girl named Gay she decided to go into the cupboard to change her name to Sue. Johnny Cash then pulled out of the cupboard a song “A Boy Named Sue.” Another trip to the cupboard for Sue, you could have knocked me down with half a house brick, out she came as Bob. Now she has a job driving a big Kenworth truck, yes girls can do anything. It was not always that way but John Wayne is dead, ‘the little woman’ can do what she likes, we now have power steering and automatic transmission. Men can also do anything now that we have, plastic baby diapers, TV dinners and dish washers. All the labor-saving devices that make house work child’s play. That leaves the children free to play computer games.

Australian variety of Grevilleas.

Australian variety of Grevillia.

We have happy marriages, why shouldn’t we have gay divorces. Why is something as popular as divorce sad? One does not have to give back the wedding presents or reimburse the parents for the cost of the reception or even pick up the confetti. What about the kids? Hopefully the kids now have two homes to choose from and lots more options in playing one parent off against the other. The children also have the legal system to look after their rights. Children are well-informed of their rights; no adult dare lay a hand on them. Even a friendly helping hand can be misunderstood. It is unfortunate children are taught to fear, God and man, when most men want to help and protect children. Lacking the time to take care and teach your children. You think it necessary to teach them fear? I am surprised at how many children grow into kind caring adults, when I consider their role models.

This is a close up of the Crown of Thorns.

This is a close up of the Crown of Thorns.

I am confused, I don’t know if I am Arthur or Martha, figuratively speaking. Actually I am fully aware of my gender. It is whether I agree with the values our society places on possessions and status that puzzles me. I do not want to be taken up the wrong way and it is not my intention to offend those people who are personally affected by an imbalance of Yin and Yang so to speak. There have been, and still are, a lot of talented people. Freddie Mercury, Queen’s vocalist. Remember their hit “Another One Bites The Dust.”? I still love that hit. Freddie made no secret about his bisexuality he actually capitalized on it. As a unique playwright wrote “There is only one thing worse than being talked about that is not being talked about.” That is attributed to Oscar Wild, so is “They are terrible temptations that it takes courage to yield to.” One of his young acquaintances may have said these lines and Oscar took the credit?

It is variety that makes a garden interesting.

It is variety that makes a garden interesting.

We should not judge people harshly just because they are different to us. Nothing in life is simple there are many variables. I hope this post triggers food for thought that prompts tolerance. The modern world is full of diversity and we need to look at everything with an open mind. If a woman drives a truck or a man is a house husband and women set up house together or men kiss on the football field. This is irrelevant it is whether they are helpful, kind and considerate to others that matters. We can have our preferences without condemning others for theirs and this tolerance should be reciprocal.

A Powder-puff Lillypilly.

A Powder-puff Lillypilly.

Sex, Religion, Race or Colour We have this in common we all bleed red.

A visitor to the Powder-puff.

A visitor to the Powder-puff.

 

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In Tune with life.

Jack’s Cantina

Marty Robbins’ songs date back to the 50’s, the gun slinger ballads. “El Paso,” “Night time would find me at Rosas cantina, music would play and Filina would whirl, one night a wild young cowboy comes in, dancing and daring a drink he was sharing, with wicked Felina the girl that I love, I challenged his right for the hand of this maiden, down went his hand for the gun that he wore, in less than a heart beat his challenge was answered, the handsome young cowboy lay dead on the floor.” Hollywood movies and songs like this made me a milk-bar cowboy. It was a red sports coat and no white carnation; I was the Milky Bar Kid pushing juke box buttons.

The Milky Bar Kid On The Dominator.

“Kaw-Liga (Kalayja) was a wooden Indian standing by the door. He fell in love with an Indian maid over at the antique store, Kaw-Liga too stubborn to let it show, so she could never answer yes or no.” Marty’s hit song “The Story Of My Life,” was written with a Dobro guitar and a Dodge car. The music we encountered in our travels makes us think of our life story, the people, places and all that we once held dear perhaps loved . Memories we recalled when songs are played, take us back down that long road of no return to the land of what might have been.

Cowboys.

“When some button pushing cowboy plays that love song and here I am just missing you again.” Olivia Newton John sings that song and some songs affect you in that way. “The Carnival Is Over.” I first heard Judith Durham sing back in the mid sixties and it still causes strong emotions in me. Those two Australian singers I like, not only because of their voices, but also the choice of songs and the memories they bring back. Music touches our heart in a way no other art form can. It is mood provoking. We must be mindful of the music we listen to because it can change our mood. Some songs from a joyous youthful era lift our mood. Then there are the bitter sweet songs of the past with their pensive recollections. That can provoke a melancholy, sentimental feeling of indecision of its merits. This is the time to remind ourselves, it is the now we are living in.

The cowboy out back with the FJ.

I do not regret the decision to sail off to foreign lands I was not ready to settle down. “My heart knows what the wild goose knows and I must go where the wild goose goes”, Frankie Laine, back then I empathized with those words. Like in the movie I escaped through those “Sliding Doors” to Napoli. “La Paloma”, no language barrier, music and a smile are the universal language. “Her eyes were deeper than the bay of Napoli.” Did she return to the Trevi Fountain was thirty lira enough, “I wonder who is kissing her now. I wonder who is teaching her how, Breathing sighs, telling lies; I wonder who’s buying the wine for those lips that I used to call mine. I wonder if she ever tells him of me.” Had the doors not closed my life would have been different but still full of “Heart Ache By The Number,” I was ignorant, a wild goose ready for plucking.

James with geese Pukekura Park.

The carnival is not over I am riding on a merry-go-round, with ups and downs and around and rounds.  “Hot Chocolate”, “You Sexy Thing.” “Mississippi” the Pussycats only hit. “That was my song that was her song but it’s over.” Like “Bridge Over Troubled Waters”, was her song. “Up in the morning out on the job work like the devil for my pay, but that lucky old sun got nothing to do but roll around the heavens all day.“ That was my song. “Dire Straits,” would have diagnosed “Industrial Disease.” No letter, no “Dear John.” “I heard it through the grape vine and I nearly lost my mind.” “Only The Lonely.” Mick was right, “You Can’t Always Get What You Want.” Some songs can motivate and keep us going.

Blues on Broad Beach.

“Xanadu.” “Magic,” you have to believe we are magic. Nothing can stand in our way. If all your hopes survive, your destiny will arrive, and bring all your dreams alive for you.” Then “Before The Next Teardrop Falls” “Jumping Jack Flash,” You know “Thin Lizzy,” well “The Boys Are Back In Town.” “Cream”, “The Sunshine of Your Love,” “Eric Clapton.”  “Stand By Me” “I Want to Hold Your Hand.” “A Whole Lot a Lovin’,”  “Leo Sayer” would sing, “You Make Me Feel Like Dancing.” “With a Rebel Yell, “Billy Idol cried “More, more, more,” and “Another One Bites The Dust,” “Queen,” “Rolling On The River,” Tom Jones. It was “Late In the Evening,” with “Paul Simon,” “Love Is in The Air,“ not “Under The Boardwalk,”  “Down Under,” “Men at Work,” “When They Begin The Begin,” N.Z. 1982 “Hands Up,” eight weeks the top hit, still my top hit.

Jumping Jacks son Jason.

There is a lot more memorable music we embrace and hold tightly to our hearts. We all have our own personal favorites, the music that activates our emotions and shrinks time, taking us back to a long lost past. Like “The Ghost Riders in the Sky,” to an almost forgotten lullaby, that tempts us to break down and cry. But “Even the Bad Times Are Good,”  “There are times in this life of mine. That I think the sun forgot to shine. But as long as you are always there, it don’t bother me for why should I care, when all I got to do is run to you.” “You are My Sunshine, you make me happy when skies are grey, you’ll never know dear how much I love you; please don’t take my sunshine away.”  We will be, “On The Road Again,” with ”Mustang Sally,” at the wheel. “Get your motor running, head out on the highway, looking for adventure and whatever comes our way. Like a true nature’s child, we were borne to be wild. Yeah! Darling, going to make it happen and take the world in a loving embrace.

More adventure off the highway.

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Jack don’t live here.

The Christian custom of saying grace  is their way of saying thanks this is wonderful.

A thanks-giving prayer is good for those who have a God to give thanks to, and if they haven’t it is still good to be thankful.

Grace is a prayer. When you pray you are talking to yourself, God is in your head.

If you are grateful you are happy, if you are dissatisfied and wanting, you are not happy.

The bird of paradise lands on the hand that is not grasping.

Words are not deeds, actions speak louder than words.

Therefore to take the time to savour, appreciate and enjoy your food will please the provider, who ever they may be.

I do not disrespect anyone with a sincere belief in a God. I am expressing my honest belief.

That actions and intentions are more important than only saying thank you.

I try to really appreciate what gifts come my way. 

So pleased not to live here.

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