#1421 What you should do while the Land Down Under burns

I find it hard lately to look at a sunset without thinking the vibrant hues look a lot like flames.

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Most of the news, social media sites and influencers are talking about it. Even international sites and celebrities are getting in on it and pledging help to the cause.

Skies across our country have turned orange, red, black.

Australia is in the midst of a bushfire crisis.

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Photo by Benjamin Lizardo on Unsplash

There are no total reports yet, but there have been an endless number of homes burnt to the ground, there are missing persons and confirmed deaths including those of 3 volunteer firefighters, and our native animals have disintegrated to dust, with approximately 450 million animals dead.

There are ecosystems and animals that may near extinction or be wiped out completely after this event.

6 million hectares of land has burnt. When you look at that on a map, it would be like almost all of England engulfed in fire.

Flames at heights of 70 metres have been reported. In comparison, the Sydney Opera House is 65 metres tall.

The hardest hit states have been New South Wales and Victoria.

The situation is beyond catastrophic. Watching unfolding coverage and media footage, you can’t help but feel the pain and sorrow that the people who are victims to the bushfires and trying to save themselves and their homes, are feeling.

It is heart-breaking to see, and fighting back tears is something I’ve been doing a lot of lately.

In amongst all of this pain, there is something YOU can do.

We can all do it.

Which is why I am grateful. I am grateful I have this platform to use my voice in a positive way.

So many people are doing it, and so many more need to speak aloud.

Our fellow Aussies need HELP.

I am grateful I have the means to make a small donation, to go towards the bushfire appeal effort. Money that will be used to help those that have lost everything, who need food and basics, shelter and clothes and furniture.

To rebuild homes, towns, cities.

You can’t say that you can’t give anything. I don’t have a job, and I don’t even know when my next paycheck will come, but I know I can give something. Anything adds up, even small amounts, and that makes a HUGE difference.

If you have $2 to spare (and if you are reading this with your internet connection I am sure you do) then you can donate to the appeal.

Because if there are 20 people out there thinking of donating $2, and feel like it’s not enough, well think about it… 20 times $2 will equate to $40.

And at the end of the day $40 of something is better than $0 of nothing, especially when you’ve lost EVERYTHING.

Please make your donations to proper organisations and reputable names. Be wary of scammers (sadly they exist even in a time like this).

My suggestion is the Victorian Bushfire Appeal web site www.vic.gov.au/bushfireappeal and click on the ‘Donate now’ button.

You can read their plans for the distribution of the funds there. And remember that donations of $2 and above are tax deductible.

As horrific as the scenes and stories coming out of this tragedy are, I am comforted by the strong and wide display of love, care and support given to so many people in need.

I know what I am going to do right now… GIVE.

I know you can too. ♥

 

 

 

 

#1418 Holidaying at home

We have wanted to do it for so long.

But finally, we really feel like we are holidaying where we live.

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It’s the best. Circumstances beyond our control (me no job?!?!) have meant that we were definitely NOT going anywhere far this summer… but to be honest, last time we went away for a few nights, all we wanted to do was go home to our neck of the woods, and explore.

With Hubbie on holiday lately we’ve been able to do that. Look around our side of the world. Admire beaches and take long walks, eat yummy food and drink even more coffee, head off to other towns and kinda be a tourist, but then…

Drive home and feed the cat and sleep in our beds.

And there is NOTHING like sleeping in your own bed.

And it truly did feel like we were away… after some time at home in the late afternoon, we then went out locally for dinner… something we always do when we go away.

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They say taking a holiday makes you appreciate your home more.

I think we’ve been there, done that.

Now we are just holidaying here and appreciating here MORE. ♥♥♥♥

 

#1414 A different viewpoint

Oh my.

I think we’re pretty lucky to have water views, but today what we saw, was next level.

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We were at my bro-in-law’s family’s house, and, like I said…

Oh my.

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But it wasn’t just the views. It was the people. The company. The dogs! The food nom nom nom. The memories made…

And oh, the sunsets.

Taking sunset pics must run in the family, as I’m not even pictured above taking any!

What a perfect way to start our holidays. ❤🌅😍

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#1393 Evening balcony views

I’m compelled to post a photo of tonight’s fleeting sunset:

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I stepped onto the balcony this evening, on the cusp of a 36 degree day…

I was somewhere in the middle… with today having such spring-like sunny and still weather, and tomorrow, being the true epitome of summer with a red-hot scorcher.

#1375 The gift of hoses and foresight

I caught a moment on camera as the sun went down tonight.

Hubbie had decided to wash the car in the evening, and baby girl as usual had decided to ‘help.’

If you have a child that wants to help you do anything, you can imagine what the above would be like… much less what it’d be like when a HOSE is involved.

It was all well and good for me as I was taking a momentary pause and snapping away at them… but Hubbie turned to me, mid-snap, and said “I have just gained 10 grey hairs.”

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After all of the shared soapy sponging of car, and shared washing of the car, baby girl pulsing water from the hose in the air like a gazillion times, and then deciding to water ALL the plants in the front yard 3 times each, she then decided she didn’t want to give the hose back.

Hubbie stood there telling her somewhat calmly that she had to give it back.

And that’s when I went snap! snap! snap!

Because I knew, in no time at all this would be a funny story. It would be one of those things that we could look back on fondly and say “remember when she would hog the hose?”

Only we wouldn’t have to wait ’til next year, next month or next week…

Foresight told me that it was only a matter of a change of scenery.

I took a final pic that showed baby girl complying –

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Happy for once, that despite all my positivity, it was him, and not ME.

😉🤣💦

 

#1373 What side of the sunset do they see?

You know, I still call them my work colleagues.

I realised it some weeks ago while out with friends. In conversation I went “oh yeah, my work friend so and so…”

And it was here that it occurred to me what I’d said.

‘Work’ – present tense… ‘Friend’ – present tense.

Perhaps it feels like that because it’s still all so new.

Perhaps it feels like that because I haven’t actually moved on to another form of paid work yet.

Perhaps it feels like that, because they will always be my friends.

Either way, this time of year has had me thinking about the crew a whole lot.

Because I knew, one of them would have started Christmas shopping already.

One of them would have a couple of holidays/getaways planned for the Summer .

One was going to visit the parents and pot around the garden.

A couple were going to spend time with the kids and do a whole lot of beachside activities.

And even a few more were looking forward to an extended holiday break to sleep in and watch the cricket.

I knew this, because I know them so well.

But yet, I was still not content. It’s been 3 months now, so long between catch ups, between drinks, between coffee walks.

So I messaged them ALL.

Well let’s be serious, not all of them. I messaged those who I had a connection with. Those I missed the most. Those who when I said, “let’s catch up soon” back in September, I had meant it.

Because I only say it if I mean it.

So during baby girl’s swim lesson this afternoon I took out my phone and started sending out messages.

In the hours that followed everyone responded. I returned text after text as baby girl and I got home, as she showered, as I prepared dinner and then as I cleaned up… I was grinning from ear to ear and going “awwww!”

Hubbie was smiling at me, crouched over the kitchen island, saying “that’s good.”

It was good.

I went to shower, but then got another message, so sat on my bed to respond. And it was here that I looked outside and saw the view.

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Such a beautiful sky, dotted with those rippled clouds.

How did the sky look to my work friends? How did it look to them all? We were certainly scattered all over the city, that there was no doubt of, from coastal towns to country regions, and every where in between…

Did they see the same colours? The same sky? Were the clouds peppered in their view as it was in mine?

I thought about this for a moment and how we were now, as I always said we would be… strewn all over the place, far from each other, and away from our former place of work.

But we were still bound. We still are. By the memories. ♥