poem “A Place to Call Our Own” by Michael Traveler,author/poet.. · we’ll find a place to call our own it won’t be long now we’re almost home. reflections of another time reflections of another place. the light above rained down its grace. it’s here and now this time is oursthis journey now this road we’reContinue reading “Traveler On the Backroads“
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traveller on the backroads
~ poem “Her Hands” by Michael Traveler, author/poet. her hands had known and touched and felt the best and the worst that life had to offer. they’d held a newborn they’d kneaded bread they’d mended sweaters they’d caressed her man. felt a rose petal petted a cat soothed a boo boo prayed to God. herContinue reading “traveller on the backroads”
..As Cobbers Do
The rural towns in this great State share fame we all salute –a land of wealth, and larrikins of coveted repute,of times when shysters plied their skill in country butcher shopswith sawdust floors and slabs of beef on wooden chopping-blocks. One year, the butcher took a chance to score on Christmas meat:he could not knowContinue reading “..As Cobbers Do”
The story of Ann Jones, Ned Kelly and the Glenrowan Inn
Ann Jones By Mick Roberts on January 19, 2020 • ( 4 ) By MICK ROBERTS © THE Glenrowan Inn where the bushranger Ned Kelly’s ‘last stand’ took place in 1880 is arguably Australia’s most infamous pub. While the history of bushranger Ned Kelly is well documented, the story of Glenrowan Inn host, Ann Jones,Continue reading “The story of Ann Jones, Ned Kelly and the Glenrowan Inn”
“Where are you Now”
Written by Dick Roberts It’s been so long since you left me, alone here in this place, I haven’t heard a single word, are you stuck somewhere out in space.or are you lost in the galaxy, trying to find your own way through, so many things have happened since you left, that I really wantContinue reading ““Where are you Now””
“Open Up the Old Stock Routes”
Have you ever heard it, in the summer or the spring,High upon the mountain tops, when all the bush birds sing.Have ever felt the morning sun, it’s warmth upon your back,While riding a mountain pony, quietly through the mountain ash. Have you ever seen the mountain sky, on a dark and frosty night,As you crowdContinue reading ““Open Up the Old Stock Routes””
VALE: TO OUR FOURTEEN MAGNIFICENT KOSCIUSZKO BRUMBY HERD STALLIONS / July 2020
C Maree Sura THE LAST THING I SEE Farewell to the Mountains that bore me farewell to the scurrying clouds. Farewell to my old friends I ran with and my beautiful, beautiful herd. How well I remember the first time I raced upon the Plains.I tumbled, I rolled, but got up again, for the sheerContinue reading “VALE: TO OUR FOURTEEN MAGNIFICENT KOSCIUSZKO BRUMBY HERD STALLIONS / July 2020”
Twin Pines Equestrian
I am not a machine. I am not a tool. I am not an entertainer. I am not a therapist. I am a horse. I have emotions. I feel pain. I feel joy. I feel fear, anxiety, rage, terror. I feel contentment, affection, calmness. I feel excitement, enthusiasm, curiosity. I am a horse. I amContinue reading “Twin Pines Equestrian”
A Loan From God
Canine Assisted Therapy, Inc. ·This touched me so much, that I felt I had to share it with you as we can all relate to this-have the tissues handy. God promised at the birth of time,a special friend to give,his time on earth is short, he said,so love him while he lives. It may beContinue reading “A Loan From God”
THE LAST BRUMBY
All the Angels are heralding out your nameTravelled through the mists of time to be here againTen years ago to this very dayI stood on a.mountainside and watched you canter my wayHead held high, eyes so proudMy heart skipped a beat when you called out, loudThe air parted and the trees bowed downThe sun turnedContinue reading “THE LAST BRUMBY”
TRU BLU AUSSIE
Ross Rolley · 19m · And it is so true…”Core of my heart, my country! Her pitiless blue sky, When, sick at heart, around us We see the cattle die But then the grey clouds gather, And we can bless again The drumming of an army, The steady soaking rain.”MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY!
The Old Homestead
Written By Dick Roberts The old homestead stood in majesty, when i was just a child.Wrapped by a verandah, in place where we all grew up wild.The river gently flowed past, on its journey to the sea.The elm trees stood so proudly, beneath we’d all run free. The mountains were the back drop, to aContinue reading “The Old Homestead”
Time to CHEER UP A BIT.
here are a few issues around for all of us and we do need to vent some from time to time. Having so done there must always be time and essence for a…’SMILE… You’ll find that life is still worthwhile.I thought I could do my bit by Posting a story. I will leave you toContinue reading “Time to CHEER UP A BIT.”
The Life and the Times of the Bleakley Family Series
Dear reader I began with fragmented information which had been given to me seemingly having no connections to anything or anyone but was enough to whet my appetite to try to find the answers; so I embarked on a voyage of discovery and a search for family was initiated. This search has taken me throughContinue reading “The Life and the Times of the Bleakley Family Series”
Vivaldi
I spent time in this church when I visited Venice as he is a composer I like and two of his compositions, the Four Seasons and the Christmas Concerto are favourites but I have no photos as they won’t allow cameras in the church Santa Maria della Pietà, Venice The church of Santa Maria dellaContinue reading “Vivaldi”
Reminiscence of moments in time
written by Nelle Poignant memories of my father filter through my memory, dancing and elusive, I almost capture them but then they slip away, eluding my grasp, fading and returning to the past. So time has dimmed my earlier recollections of dad but not so much my mother. Life goes by so quickly that it’sContinue reading “Reminiscence of moments in time”
To Genealogist Everywhere:
We are the chosen. In each family there is one who seems called to find the ancestors. To put flesh on their bones and make them live again, to tell the family story and to feel that somehow they know and approve. Doing genealogy is not a cold gathering of facts but, instead, breathing lifeContinue reading “To Genealogist Everywhere:”
Skara Brae
Skara Brae or the “Scottish Pompeii,” the fascinating underground city discovered in 1850 Skara Brae is a prehistoric village that was in use between roughly 3100 B.C. and 2500 B.C. Located on the west coast of the main island of Orkney, in Scotland, what makes the site special is its good state of preservation. VisitorsContinue reading “Skara Brae”
The Australian Larrikin Series
By Tony Smith Australians don’t drink Fosters, wear crocodile-tooth hats or hop around in a kangaroos’ pouch… but there are some stereotypes about Aussies that are true. From the laid-back larrikin attitude to the bone-dry sense of humour, this is what visitors to Australia love about the locals. Australian people are laid-back When you visitContinue reading “The Australian Larrikin Series”
History of Australia Series (8)
Nationhood and war: 1901–45 Growth of the Commonwealth The world’s passions and conflict of the early 20th century were to shape the new nation’s history, despite its physical distance from their epicentres. In some respects this was the least positive of the major periods of Australian history. Nationalism grew in strength, but it killed andContinue reading “History of Australia Series (8)”