Not to distract from this woman's incredible and heroic deed yesterday. Is this the relieved laughter of someone who had she realised she was swimming 80 metres off shore towards an attacking white pointer, perhaps might have had second thoughts?

Winsor Dobbin (?!) writes:

Joanne Lucas, 50, who was on the beach after arriving early for surfboat rowing practice, dived into the water after

Well not in the near future. Supposedly not according to the Doc who I went to see today. Something of an event in my life, as I haven't ventured into a doctor's room's in um, er, well, at least three years, preferring to stick with a dash of denial and the occasional preventative acupuncture session. Over the years of my generally rude good health, I have found doctors, at least where I'm

I was going to write about the merits of what I have decided to call 'paddock wood', but I think somewhere in the deep past of this blog I have already done that. Needless to say paddock wood has a lot going for it and it is now burning hotly and brightly keeping Oedipus warm.

I could write about the miles and miles and miles I walked yesterday looking for another abandoned house, only to

This morning I stepped out the front door, and found lying on the front porch a bat. Bad PussKat. So I picked up the little fella, who felt quite cold. His ears, which are huge, were very upright and his tiny little eyes, while not wide open, were open and looking both bright and beady. Aside from feeling quite cold, he didn’t’ ‘seem’ to be dead. There’s something about a dead animal that

Home on the Range (well its a creek flat actually)

Digitalised images, I am discovering, are not a patch on colour transparency film. I got a bit carried away with this one in photoshop. But upping the contrast certainly picks out the different grasses.

Gimme Carrot Now!

Familiarity breeds contempt. Luke bangs on screen door, for a carrot. I have spoilt him.

<!--[if lt IE 7 ]><![endif]--> 10 david tiley Apr 25th, 2008 at 4:54 pm I keep plugging away, every Anzac and Armistice Day, on posts that reflect the way that these “heroic” horrors which focus on the men in the trenches engulfed entire peoples, and put everyone to sorrow. We ask our fathers what it was like, and allow our mothers to watch, silent at the

Quelle Horreur!

Phew

Y e a h ? Well, I'm white and noisy so bugger off.
(clicking on image to enlarge and see respective facial expressions, recommended. Actually, I think the cockie is looking at me, and the eagle is suitably disdainful of us both)

6.30 am Goodbye Sheep
(clicking on image to enlarge and see respective facial expressions, not necessarily recommended, although

Not that she ever had it.

Silly, stupid, desperate, nasty, bitch.

"I want the Iranians to know that if I'm the president, we will attack Iran," Senator Clinton said when asked what she would do as president were Iran to launch a nuclear attack on Israel.

"In the next 10 years, during which they might foolishly consider launching an attack on Israel, we would be able to totally obliterate them.

Hi folks, posting in haste, as I've just walked, in the door from Canberra, where I have been in my mind's eye. Hmm well not really. I did give it some thought though. 'Far-off feelings' what a good idea.

So what do I mean 'telepathic farm management' well its the latest innovation recently put in place up the creek here, where by my merely thinking, 'this paddock is overstocked' or 'those

Well we don’t seem to be under a La Nina weather pattern any more. With no decent rain since I started working at the horse stud in early February, I’m looking at the level of the water tank drop and thinking I’ll have to go back to the bucket and the water bottle for my ablutions. The temperature is dropping incrementally and the grapevine leaves having reddened nicely, are also falling away.

Softly, softly tread the brave. I downloaded this photograph in an embiggened state to confirm what I first suspected. Yes, he appears terrified and who wouldn't be?

Happy was I, as were millions the world over, to see and hear a lone Kevin Rudd out and about lecturing the world's despots on how to behave more properly. This is a world first in outstanding honesty. No? You've got to give

Aries

This month Aries it’s all about you. The Sun, Mercury, Venus and Sunday’s new moon are all in Aries. However, while this happy and generally useful conglomeration of planets all plonked in your sign is a boon, they are the speedier movers of the cosmos and soon they will be gone. Make hay while the sun shines. The days following Sunday’s new moon offer an opportunity for reflection.

At Copperwitch I was the Wheel of Fortune. Nah. Bugger that. So doing it again via Pavlov's Cat, I made sure I was something else. Usually these quizzes have one or two key questions, that if you answer differently, you can miraculously become something 'other', in this one I think its 'your favourite colour question'. I still answered truthfully, but perhaps not quite so belligerently. Heh. The great thing about Tarot cards is you can do them again! Read more »

Perhaps it is my imagination, but it seems as though certain facts about the world are beginning to dovetail.'nasking' comments on the 2020 Summit at Surfdom: Read more »

Scouring the shelves of the local library for something inspirational to read I turned to the autobiography shelf and picked up Barry Humphries'--My Life as Me. I do like a good rags to riches autobiography. They can be quite inspiring. Read more »

Still in the yards.
Rang the landlord’s wife on Saturday. I was wondering why you’ve left one foal in the yards? Its very distressed.
C o p a n e a r f u l . What we do with our animals on our property is our business. Read more »

Well things have gone from bad to worse for the sole remaining foal in the yards. In the last four days this poor young filly has been separated from her mother and then watched as all her playmates have disappeared, leaving her now completely on her own. For a horse, especially for a young foal, this amounts to its worst nightmare. Read more »