Sunday, May 15, 2011
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Back at school again
We are all back at school, bar migraines and the occasional injury at a skate park requiring a six hour visit to the emergency paedeatrics department at our local hospital. Thanks Alex, it was a useful and interesting Mother's Day activity. And as it turned out I could have done the first aid myself, but we would never have had the x-rays or the tetanus shot.
My school work is going well. I just wish that there was a High School attendance fairy that would sprinkle some school dust over my senior students so they made it to school on time everyday. I have started dropping into their second lesson home room to say hello and eyeball them, just so they know that their teacher for period one classes does exist. It is moving on to June, in Sydney and the days are turning windy and cold with the sun setting at ten past five. Even when the days start to get longer again from the end of June Sydney will still be cold all the way up to September. It takes a long time for the sun to return to the Bulwark. Everyone cheers when it does and daylight savings starts again, but that's not till October.
Getting to school sees me either commute by walk - bus - walk - train - walk, which takes just as long as driving to school. Or driving and leaving a little later and taking twenty right hand turns through inner city streets. The walking commute is the way to go health wise, and I have taken to wearing Tom's wind jacket everyday. This keeps the wind chill factor out of the layers of woollies underneath. The kids have warm tops for school and have already started leaving them in their classrooms instead of popping them into the school bag to bring home again. The cold is a great teacher though.
My school work is going well. I just wish that there was a High School attendance fairy that would sprinkle some school dust over my senior students so they made it to school on time everyday. I have started dropping into their second lesson home room to say hello and eyeball them, just so they know that their teacher for period one classes does exist. It is moving on to June, in Sydney and the days are turning windy and cold with the sun setting at ten past five. Even when the days start to get longer again from the end of June Sydney will still be cold all the way up to September. It takes a long time for the sun to return to the Bulwark. Everyone cheers when it does and daylight savings starts again, but that's not till October.
Getting to school sees me either commute by walk - bus - walk - train - walk, which takes just as long as driving to school. Or driving and leaving a little later and taking twenty right hand turns through inner city streets. The walking commute is the way to go health wise, and I have taken to wearing Tom's wind jacket everyday. This keeps the wind chill factor out of the layers of woollies underneath. The kids have warm tops for school and have already started leaving them in their classrooms instead of popping them into the school bag to bring home again. The cold is a great teacher though.
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Harold Reid Reserve




Friday, April 22, 2011
Tom at Balmoral Skate Park
From time to time Tom appears on the blog skating. As he has grown the skate ramps have become taller and steeper. He is still fairly risk free in his style. It has taken him several years to get to this skill level. Go Tom!
Thursday, April 21, 2011
The Retreat
Green waves of foliage
Moving against the southerly
Airstream coming into
The middle harbour from the
Heads across the cliffs
That shelters the entrance to Sydney.
A flight of white cockatoos
Scream across the canopy
Ramping it up to claim their space
From other birds.
Territories marked
Later sunshine and whip birds
Calling mating nesting
Retreat Reserve spring has sprung
The trails of secret fingers
Erupt in dead logs
Lining the trail that we make
As we run through the ferns down
To the sandy banks of the rocky shoreline
Nature on our doorstep
Intruding into the space of the native undergrowth
Its canopy protecting the forest floor from weeds
Running calling 'watch for vines'
My sure footed lads
Cascade through the trees
Their feet flying
Leading balance to their upper bodies
We rest at Retreat Beach
Gasping at the audacity of our
Silent agreement
To protect this wild place
From all else
Moving against the southerly
Airstream coming into
The middle harbour from the
Heads across the cliffs
That shelters the entrance to Sydney.
A flight of white cockatoos
Scream across the canopy
Ramping it up to claim their space
From other birds.
Territories marked
Later sunshine and whip birds
Calling mating nesting
Retreat Reserve spring has sprung
The trails of secret fingers
Erupt in dead logs
Lining the trail that we make
As we run through the ferns down
To the sandy banks of the rocky shoreline
Nature on our doorstep
Intruding into the space of the native undergrowth
Its canopy protecting the forest floor from weeds
Running calling 'watch for vines'
My sure footed lads
Cascade through the trees
Their feet flying
Leading balance to their upper bodies
We rest at Retreat Beach
Gasping at the audacity of our
Silent agreement
To protect this wild place
From all else
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Work in Progress






Woodland Grey

Bush Care coaching by Richard Blacklock, Lilly Pilly Indigenous Landscapes. Next is the pond project, followed by more cliff gardening. And there is still six days of the Easter holidays to go.
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