That Greek Blue

My blog ...postcards, musings and observations on life

A beautiful friendship

They dance on shimmering sands Their sun-kissed limbs glistening in the fading sun   Their limbs entwine A friendship of old Renewed on a foreign shore  Laughing, they frolic in the waves Hair flying, caught by sea spray As if carried by unseen mischievous nymphs   Their joy is palpable Their faces alive And they […]

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If walls could speak

If walls could speak they’d speak in whispers of sad tales of orphans and delinquent girls lost of convicts with gunpowder, quarrying stone and prison views across the bay of warehouses on water  and winds which whistle down the Heads.  They’d speak of Ship Builders and Joiners’ shops and of utter isolation and decay. Of dark […]

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Heralding in the New Year

Heralding in another New Year so soon? What happend to this year? … and last year? … and the years before that?   Where did the days go? What have we done in this time?   Why haven’t I seen more of you … Sat holding your hand a little longer when you are sad […]

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Lemon, lemóni, limoni

I made my favourite Moroccan lamb and Cous Cous salad the other day and horror of horrors  – only a quarter of preserved lemon left in the jar!    Fortunately I had all the ingredients handy –  very simply, lemons and rock salt!  First up – thoroughly sterilize your jar – I use boiling water […]

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An Aussie Christmas Market

Go early to avoid the heat ….   Look out for home-made goodies lurking in odd places ….   Kewpie dolls prefer to be wrapped in vintage lace …. Libby’s miniature plum puddings laced with brandy are a knock-out – literally! Emily does not grace us with her presence! A hot dog finds the perfect […]

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The art of oxidisation!

Machinery worn with age looms from the brown earth like giant eagles …. …. inside aged nuts and bolts sit camera-ready   and outside the cogs in a wheel discolour russet against a clear blue sky.   To replicate, simply add iron, oxygen and a dash of moisture and time…. …. lots and lots of […]

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Empty chairs and empty tables

 The ghosts of yesterday’s laughter linger quietly     As threads of friendships warm and embracing envelope these chairs   Last night these tables saw a celebration of life where food was bountiful  and wine and mirth ran freely.    How eagerly we greet the chance to meet  ….  the chance to eat  …. the […]

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