t is Kalamunda Karnivale day. Outside the Dreams, an aptly named shop, a group of young people play. Dressed in green they entertain a small crowd of people. Their Dreams are open .... 'and the dreams you dare really do come true ..."
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Monday, October 25, 2010
Lunchtime
photo taken at Hainault Winery Bickley Valley
www.hainault.com.au/
Introducing you to Hainault Vineyard ……..
Michael and Lyn Sykes purchased the vineyard in March 2002. Both continue to work in their usual employment while working on the vineyard every spare moment they have. They rely heavily on voluntary labour - family members and friends frequently come to the vineyard to work for lunch or a cuppa.
The objective of Lyn and Michael is to continue to produce premium quality varietal wines while further developing a style synonymous with Perth Hills wines. A major goal is to reduce their reliance on chemicals and increase the use of organic solutions for the management of pests, weeds and diseases.
A café offering light lunches is open on Friday to Sunday and Public Holidays. Bookings highly recommended.
www.hainault.com.au/
Introducing you to Hainault Vineyard ……..
Michael and Lyn Sykes purchased the vineyard in March 2002. Both continue to work in their usual employment while working on the vineyard every spare moment they have. They rely heavily on voluntary labour - family members and friends frequently come to the vineyard to work for lunch or a cuppa.
The objective of Lyn and Michael is to continue to produce premium quality varietal wines while further developing a style synonymous with Perth Hills wines. A major goal is to reduce their reliance on chemicals and increase the use of organic solutions for the management of pests, weeds and diseases.
A café offering light lunches is open on Friday to Sunday and Public Holidays. Bookings highly recommended.
Wednesday, October 06, 2010
48/365 Grandfather Clock
This is my proudest possession. It belonged to my maternal grandparents Percival James William & Ida Frances Dinwoodie (nee Sharp) and stood proudly in their Hampton Victoria home for many years. I inherited and intend to pass it on when I am gone. When my daughter was growing up we called it 'Percy' after my Grandfather. The clock is somewhere between 80 & 90 years old. It chimes on the quarter hours and then proclaims the hour with a loud and glorious sound that echos around the house.
Monday, September 27, 2010
39/365 Morning Meditation
The teacher pondered for a moment and then said: "My teaching is this: cease to be a problem to yourself!"
Monday, September 06, 2010
18/365 Brand new in Lesmurdie
At the Lesmurdie Village Shopping Centre, a book cafe gas emerged. Today I had my first visit. The book cafe is a welcome addition to our local community.
Wednesday, September 01, 2010
12/365 Springtime!
Today is spring's first day.
This is a small example of the blossoms alive in the hills around Kalamunda. I was on the way from lunch at the Rose Heritage Cafe. http://www.melvillenurseries.com.au/
As I came round the bend the sun shone on these trees, and the blossoms demanded my attention. So obediently, I stopped the car, crossed the road and took their photo.
They will say capturing their beauty and essence is not possible, and they will be correct. The photo captures something but you need to be there to capture the full experience, especially the chooks running around the trees!
This is a small example of the blossoms alive in the hills around Kalamunda. I was on the way from lunch at the Rose Heritage Cafe. http://www.melvillenurseries.com.au/
As I came round the bend the sun shone on these trees, and the blossoms demanded my attention. So obediently, I stopped the car, crossed the road and took their photo.
They will say capturing their beauty and essence is not possible, and they will be correct. The photo captures something but you need to be there to capture the full experience, especially the chooks running around the trees!
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
5/365 Opportunity
Opportunity knocks for photographers inn the Hills.
So for those with a sping in the step, a glint in their eye and a desire to exhibit their work, the Gem Photo Club of Kalamunda has provided the opportunity.
So for those with a sping in the step, a glint in their eye and a desire to exhibit their work, the Gem Photo Club of Kalamunda has provided the opportunity.
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
4/365 Bus Stop
Perth is waking up and getting ready to work. The buses roll down Barrack Street and don't stop at this Stand. A patron looks to find out when her bus is coming.
Monday, August 23, 2010
3/365 Day's end
The air is crisp. Birds twitter. The cattle feed. The trees stand tall and proud.
The daylight is slowly departing another day of opportunity.
The daylight is slowly departing another day of opportunity.
Sunday, August 22, 2010
2/365 time to wash
The basics of life require attention daily or weekly.
Washing the clothes and hanging them in the winter sun is a task of timing and need.
There is my big red towel basking in the sunshine preparing itself for its important task with Jennifer's pink resting alongside.
Note the clarity of the blue winter sky.
Washing the clothes and hanging them in the winter sun is a task of timing and need.
There is my big red towel basking in the sunshine preparing itself for its important task with Jennifer's pink resting alongside.
Note the clarity of the blue winter sky.
1/365 Kalamunda votes
Today Australia voted and voted for an indecisive parliament with no clear winners.
The challenge to our elected representatives is to work hard to serve the voting public. We have created a parliament of difference. Now is the time for our politicians to be leaders of difference and vision.
The challenge to our elected representatives is to work hard to serve the voting public. We have created a parliament of difference. Now is the time for our politicians to be leaders of difference and vision.
Friday, June 04, 2010
the tickle of distraction
he STOP warns of heavy vehicles. Drivers not paying attention will get more than a 'tickle' if they venture out carelessly. However, while the STOP works hard warning motorists, the Grass Trees nudges up to the STOP tickling it and distracting it from its important task.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Reviewing the game
The footy game is all over. It is late afternoon at Bassendean Oval and time to go home. The crowd disperses and lots of them are wandering the gates.
Two men amble together going over what happened, the joy and triumphs, heartaches and pain of a great game of footy.
Two men amble together going over what happened, the joy and triumphs, heartaches and pain of a great game of footy.
Young fan
a young red headed hangs in the fence watching his heroes prepare for the game. young, enthusiastic and taking it all in. reminds me of a young red head i once knew who still finds the vitality of the young provides reasons to believe.......
meanwhile our TV man struggles to stay awake?
meanwhile our TV man struggles to stay awake?
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Drive on the left
This sign was seen on the Great Ocean Road near the 12 Apostle at Port Campbell, Victoria.
It is the only place in Australia I have seen such a sign. I guess it is a reminder to oversea tourists.
Has any seen a sign like anywhere else in Australia?
It is the only place in Australia I have seen such a sign. I guess it is a reminder to oversea tourists.
Has any seen a sign like anywhere else in Australia?
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
First game 2010
A rare chance to visit the home of Australian football is a time of excitement and expectation. We walked from our city hotel to the 'G'. A place that was a short train ride away in my youth is now a four hour plane ride away. For the only the second time in 30 years I am the 'G'.
The ground brings back great memories of watching and enjoying cricket and football. My first test match in 1958/59, the St Kilda premiership in 1966 and the delight of running a couple of laps all flood back.
And so Carlton and Richmond emerge from their rooms to confront each other in round 1 of 2010.
The ground brings back great memories of watching and enjoying cricket and football. My first test match in 1958/59, the St Kilda premiership in 1966 and the delight of running a couple of laps all flood back.
And so Carlton and Richmond emerge from their rooms to confront each other in round 1 of 2010.
Friday, March 05, 2010
Upside down cow
As we did the Trek the Track in August 07 (from Chidlow to Sawyer's Valley) we came upon this work of art. there are works of art all along the track each year. This is possibly the most unique.
www.trekthetrail.com.au/history/history.htm
www.trekthetrail.com.au/history/history.htm
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Ship & shore
t was an absolute thrill cruising Glacier Bay in Alaska. Being driven up to imposing mountains, amazing valleys and stupendous glaciers was an experience of a lifetime.
And then there was the contrast of people sitting in jacuzzi's enjoy the warmth of the bath and the glory of the scenery around them.
This photo aimed to capture an awesome mountain with all its grandeur and 4 people in a hot tub and other passengers watching and strolling.
And then there was the contrast of people sitting in jacuzzi's enjoy the warmth of the bath and the glory of the scenery around them.
This photo aimed to capture an awesome mountain with all its grandeur and 4 people in a hot tub and other passengers watching and strolling.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Dance language
at the studio where we have been taking lesson, this small plaque speaks to those who pay attention. Dancing is true soul food.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
King's Park concert
Kings Park is a gem that sits above the City of Perth. www.bgpa.wa.gov.au/
Last night it was at its brilliant best as we gathered to enjoy the talents of 3 wonderul singers, one Canadian and 2 Americans.
This photo gives a glimpse of the majestic setting.
However, it doesn't capture the magic of the night as the darkness came, the lights went on and the music and the singing filled the air.
Last night it was at its brilliant best as we gathered to enjoy the talents of 3 wonderul singers, one Canadian and 2 Americans.
This photo gives a glimpse of the majestic setting.
However, it doesn't capture the magic of the night as the darkness came, the lights went on and the music and the singing filled the air.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Lake Jualbup, Shenton Park
Lake Jualbup, Shenton Park
Cricket grounds. I have seen and been to quite a few of them around the suburbs of Perth and Melbourne. Matting, turf, synthetic and malthoid. All sorts of settings from windy City Beach in Perth to good old Fewster Road in Hampton Victoria. I have been able to see games at the Melbourne Cricket Ground and the WACA in Perth plus a one dayer between the English and the West Indies in Sydney. I even got to tour Lords in London and have a look at the Oval.
However, the heart and soul of cricket is found at venues likes Lake Jualbup in Shenton park WA. When people gather to play on grassed venues for a game we can be assured the game is in good hands. There were at least 3 games going on last Sunday while the Jazz Band played in the background. This photo captures all ages and genders playing a game under the giant trees. A couple of bikes are nearby while others just stand around and chat.
Howzat!
Cricket grounds. I have seen and been to quite a few of them around the suburbs of Perth and Melbourne. Matting, turf, synthetic and malthoid. All sorts of settings from windy City Beach in Perth to good old Fewster Road in Hampton Victoria. I have been able to see games at the Melbourne Cricket Ground and the WACA in Perth plus a one dayer between the English and the West Indies in Sydney. I even got to tour Lords in London and have a look at the Oval.
However, the heart and soul of cricket is found at venues likes Lake Jualbup in Shenton park WA. When people gather to play on grassed venues for a game we can be assured the game is in good hands. There were at least 3 games going on last Sunday while the Jazz Band played in the background. This photo captures all ages and genders playing a game under the giant trees. A couple of bikes are nearby while others just stand around and chat.
Howzat!
Monday, February 22, 2010
Perth lass in Jasper snow
the morning we left Jasper Park Lodge in Alberta Canada it snowed. A blow to the golf course people who wanted to play in the Canadian spring. For 2 Aussies from Hot Perth it was just a marvellous experience walking to breakfast in the snow.
Notice me!
As I sipped my coffee the flowers called out..... over here, over here.! This was meant to be a quiet reflective time at the Rose Heritage Cafe. A magic venue as you will see from other photos.
www.flickr.com/photos/dinlin47/2855241643/in/set-72157605...
... but this day the gorgeous flowers called me over, seduced me and I fell in love with the wonder of their extraverted colour and flair.
www.flickr.com/photos/dinlin47/2855241643/in/set-72157605...
... but this day the gorgeous flowers called me over, seduced me and I fell in love with the wonder of their extraverted colour and flair.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
these two please!
The peaches presented beautifully at Kalamunda Grower's Market on Sunday morning. as i lined up the photo a hand appeared to take two for a hungry consumer looking to experience the juicy joy of these peaches.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Hotel Beverley
Reflection @ Beverley
the walker stops and reflects. Before her stands the Hotel Beverley.
What secrets lie hidden within its walls?
What stories has it to tell?
Is it a place for a traveller to pause or is it a local meeting place that excludes strangers?
The walker pauses and thinks. Do I go and find out what its like? or do U get inmy car and go home?
Quietly she reflects on her options ..................
the walker stops and reflects. Before her stands the Hotel Beverley.
What secrets lie hidden within its walls?
What stories has it to tell?
Is it a place for a traveller to pause or is it a local meeting place that excludes strangers?
The walker pauses and thinks. Do I go and find out what its like? or do U get inmy car and go home?
Quietly she reflects on her options ..................
Monday, February 15, 2010
Footy Passions - a reflection
Footy Passions
John Cash & Joy Damousi
UNSW Press 2009
http://www.unswpress.com.au/isbn/086840957X.htm
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It is Grand Final day 2005 and I am in Perth WA.
South Melbourne, I actually mean Sydney, have just defeated West Coast Eagles in a fantastic game of football.
My team the Eagles have lost! Somewhere in that magnificent stadium affectionately known as the ‘G’ is my almost 22 yo daughter and her friend Melissa. I should feeling for them and our loss.
Instead I am thinking about my deceased maternal grandparents Perc & Ida Dinwoodie and my Great Aunt Flo, Ida’s sister. I am imagining their pleasure and delight that South have finally won a flag. I imagine how proud they are and them thinking that Bobby Skilton would be pleased. As I write Skilton’s name I am transported to 9 Charles St Hampton and I am a teenager. My grandmother talks to Aunty Dulce, who lives at no. 9 just up from no. 3 where I live with my parents. Grandma in her wise way tells me what a good man Bobby Skilton is.
Football is more than a game and John and Joy (I must call them by their first names after reading such a personal and passionate book) have captured that magnificently in 204 pages.
As I read Footy Passions I thought about my football journey. At 6 years old Dad took me to see Melbourne where his brother Matt Chapman was boot studder. I was hooked on Melbourne against the flow of Chapman’s support Fitzroy and Dinwoodie’s South Melbourne. I stayed Melbourne until I played at St Kilda in their premiership year of ’66. Well actually it was about 9 games in the Under 19s but that sentence sounds good.
Playing for the Saints and then watching them win with my sister Ronis from the Southern stand moved me to St Kilda but not completely. This loosened the Melbourne bonds and set up the possibility of becoming a West Coast man in 1987.
Perhaps ‘the loosening’ was due to a transfer wrangle in my move to Sandringham in 1967. There was a threat of delaying the transfer due to a VFL/VFA dispute. Perhaps this delay threat fed a loosening of ties so that when I saw the exploitative attitude of the VFL to the WAFL in the 70s & 80s I lost my connection to the Demons.
Throughout the transformation from Demon to Saint to Eagle there was one footy constant. The mighty Zebras. Sandringham was in my father’s blood. He told me proudly about how the colours represented Black Rock, Sandringham and Hampton. He told me of watching them in the 20s & 30s and about how we won in 1946 with a come from behind victory. And of course Uncle Matt lived one street from the beach Oval and we lived 20 minutes away. At the end of our street lived the Blackman’s and Mr Blackman took me and his son Bobbie to the footy to watch Sandringham. Later we were scoreboard assistants in 1961 and later I played in the yellow, black & blue. I even captained the seconds one day at Yarraville in 1968.
My Dad took me to see Melbourne play the year I turned seven. Little did I know that in 1990 I would take my daughter Amy, 2 months away from turning 7, to Subiaco Oval to watch Melbourne take apart West Coast Eagles. It was some years before I became aware of this coincidence.
And so Amy and I started our football journey until in 2010 we celebrate 20 years ob being West Coast Eagles members. Since 1993 we have had the same seats on the boundary line on the north or railway side of the ground on the wing. During that time we have seen people come and go around us. Some have sadly passed away while others can’t get to the game anymore. A hard core of loyal Eagles have stayed with us for more years than I can remember. To meet them in the street is often a shock. One summer in a Duncraig fish and chip I warmly greeted a familiar face. Days later I worked out it was the guy who sits 2 seats away from me. He was part of our footy family but out context in a shopping centre we struggled to recognise each other. The next season we laughed about the incident.
I recommend Footy Passions. It show footy is more than a game. It is a fascinating sociological and psychological experience to read the book. It is a book that goes deep. While it focuses on people and their connections to family and football, it also illustrates the change from a parochial system to a more global one. It encouraged me to focus on my own development and growth and to explore how football is more than a game more than fortune or fame ….
FOOTY PASSIONS - TABLE OF CONTENTS
Acknowledgments
Preface
1. A Passionate Attachment
2. Loss and Redemption
3. In the Name of the Father
4. Fathers and Daughters at Play
5. Reality Bites
6. Australian Rules
7. Living through Loss
8. Football and Place: Home and Away
Final Siren
Appendix
John Cash & Joy Damousi
UNSW Press 2009
http://www.unswpress.com.au/isbn/086840957X.htm
--------------------------------------------------------------------
It is Grand Final day 2005 and I am in Perth WA.
South Melbourne, I actually mean Sydney, have just defeated West Coast Eagles in a fantastic game of football.
My team the Eagles have lost! Somewhere in that magnificent stadium affectionately known as the ‘G’ is my almost 22 yo daughter and her friend Melissa. I should feeling for them and our loss.
Instead I am thinking about my deceased maternal grandparents Perc & Ida Dinwoodie and my Great Aunt Flo, Ida’s sister. I am imagining their pleasure and delight that South have finally won a flag. I imagine how proud they are and them thinking that Bobby Skilton would be pleased. As I write Skilton’s name I am transported to 9 Charles St Hampton and I am a teenager. My grandmother talks to Aunty Dulce, who lives at no. 9 just up from no. 3 where I live with my parents. Grandma in her wise way tells me what a good man Bobby Skilton is.
Football is more than a game and John and Joy (I must call them by their first names after reading such a personal and passionate book) have captured that magnificently in 204 pages.
As I read Footy Passions I thought about my football journey. At 6 years old Dad took me to see Melbourne where his brother Matt Chapman was boot studder. I was hooked on Melbourne against the flow of Chapman’s support Fitzroy and Dinwoodie’s South Melbourne. I stayed Melbourne until I played at St Kilda in their premiership year of ’66. Well actually it was about 9 games in the Under 19s but that sentence sounds good.
Playing for the Saints and then watching them win with my sister Ronis from the Southern stand moved me to St Kilda but not completely. This loosened the Melbourne bonds and set up the possibility of becoming a West Coast man in 1987.
Perhaps ‘the loosening’ was due to a transfer wrangle in my move to Sandringham in 1967. There was a threat of delaying the transfer due to a VFL/VFA dispute. Perhaps this delay threat fed a loosening of ties so that when I saw the exploitative attitude of the VFL to the WAFL in the 70s & 80s I lost my connection to the Demons.
Throughout the transformation from Demon to Saint to Eagle there was one footy constant. The mighty Zebras. Sandringham was in my father’s blood. He told me proudly about how the colours represented Black Rock, Sandringham and Hampton. He told me of watching them in the 20s & 30s and about how we won in 1946 with a come from behind victory. And of course Uncle Matt lived one street from the beach Oval and we lived 20 minutes away. At the end of our street lived the Blackman’s and Mr Blackman took me and his son Bobbie to the footy to watch Sandringham. Later we were scoreboard assistants in 1961 and later I played in the yellow, black & blue. I even captained the seconds one day at Yarraville in 1968.
My Dad took me to see Melbourne play the year I turned seven. Little did I know that in 1990 I would take my daughter Amy, 2 months away from turning 7, to Subiaco Oval to watch Melbourne take apart West Coast Eagles. It was some years before I became aware of this coincidence.
And so Amy and I started our football journey until in 2010 we celebrate 20 years ob being West Coast Eagles members. Since 1993 we have had the same seats on the boundary line on the north or railway side of the ground on the wing. During that time we have seen people come and go around us. Some have sadly passed away while others can’t get to the game anymore. A hard core of loyal Eagles have stayed with us for more years than I can remember. To meet them in the street is often a shock. One summer in a Duncraig fish and chip I warmly greeted a familiar face. Days later I worked out it was the guy who sits 2 seats away from me. He was part of our footy family but out context in a shopping centre we struggled to recognise each other. The next season we laughed about the incident.
I recommend Footy Passions. It show footy is more than a game. It is a fascinating sociological and psychological experience to read the book. It is a book that goes deep. While it focuses on people and their connections to family and football, it also illustrates the change from a parochial system to a more global one. It encouraged me to focus on my own development and growth and to explore how football is more than a game more than fortune or fame ….
FOOTY PASSIONS - TABLE OF CONTENTS
Acknowledgments
Preface
1. A Passionate Attachment
2. Loss and Redemption
3. In the Name of the Father
4. Fathers and Daughters at Play
5. Reality Bites
6. Australian Rules
7. Living through Loss
8. Football and Place: Home and Away
Final Siren
Appendix
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