To follow on from the post a few days ago, we spent this morning fertilizing the lawn and painting items for the garden and Alfresco area.
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We found these 2 black concrete pots on Gumtree, a local online market place similar to eBay. They were just $10AUS each. While waiting for the tiling to be completed we spent our time stripping the layers of old paint, sealed and painted them white. When the alfresco kitchen/dining is completed I’ll post update photos. Update: We have gone back into a snap lock-down. Our tiler can only do emergencies. Again we wait.
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Norm’s worm farm has produced enough fertilizer to keep the garden well fed since we first planted seeds and seedlings into polystyrene banana boxes early last year. Today, after a good flush out I was able to fertilize all the vegetables and herbs in the plots and pots. Norm’s worms are thriving and so is the garden.
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These next photos were taken in August 2020.
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I’m thinking of putting in a Wisteria vine on the right side of the shed too where the love seat is.
This isn’t the iris that bloomed last year so I’m hoping that at least two out of the three bulbs I planted will flower this year.
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We have some very dear family and friends who live in Sydney and surrounding suburbs and we know there are thousands more residents who do the right thing. BUT, thanks to the inconsiderate Covid positive people in Sydney who defied N.S.W. Health orders they put their neighbours, nursing home residents and schools at risk.
Sydney has had council areas under lock-down that came into force while I was at my dad’s bedside vigil which extended into other council areas and suburbs. (see Covid Lock-downs Because of these inconsiderate people leaving their restricted zones, taking their positive test results and selfish attitudes to regional and outback N.S.W., just to avoid their “stay at home” orders, has left residents in vulnerable places with the Covid-19 and the Covid-Delta strains.
I honestly believe that anyone, of any age, should not only be fined but arrested for man-slaughter for all those they infected and subsequently died of the virus; just like arsonists who consequently kill someone. It breaks my heart to think of those close to us, and of those we have never met, will be affected by these senseless acts.
My love and prayers go out to those innocent residents of N.S.W. and the whole of Australia, that they will be kept under the shadow of the Almighty.
To my followers and friends all round the world, you are not forgotten in these prayers.
Let me finish with the words of Apostle Paul in Ephesians 5:15-16 (NIV)
“Be very careful, then, how you live—not as unwise but as wise, making the most of every opportunity, because the days are evil.”
Be safe everyone and don’t give up. God bless you all.
Love, Chrissy.
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Yesterday, I went with Norm to the Koala Hospital tree plantation where we grown, not only local food trees but trees for koalas who come in to the hospital some distance away in other home ranges. Norm usually does one day a week at the plantation under the guidence of the manager. The plantation not only has acres of very old trees but also rows and rows of trees from seedlings, 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5 year old. There we pruned dead wood and new shoots that will choked healthier limbs to encourage growth at the lower part of the tree so leaf collectors can’t climb. The plantation is where most of the source of fresh leaf is collected every morning of the year for the ICU, rehabilitating and the permanant koalas that cannot be released into the wild because of blindness, severe injuries and organ damaged caused by diseases among other health issues. It was a beautiful sunny morning without being to hot. I hope to learn more from the manager, and Norm, about the different species of gum trees so I can recognise which leaf is which when I feed the koalas. We try and give the koalas 3 varieties every day but those special change slightly each day. The trip over to the north shore of the river is quite a pleasant drive. I hope to take more photos of the fauna and flora in the area next time.
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Most things are back to fairly normal. Regional N.S.W. residents are still on alert and wearing masks away from home. I have returned to the Koala Hospital which makes a big difference to my routine again.
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One nice thing about lock-downs, there’s always time for indoor crafts and activities.
Instead of ordering bulk all-the-same Thank You cards, I decided to make them. Even the similar cards a slightly different but they are more suitable for postage.
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Best news is that we have had two Covid tests to date and both of us have received Negative results. One more week and one more negative test result before leaving lock-down.
Some hidden gems I found in the garden while occupying the hours.
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We are finally home. Over the next two weeks of lock-down and at least 2 more negative Covid tests we’ll have plenty to keep us busy in the back garden and indoors. The fish pond was my first project.
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The Smell of Death Lingers The smell of death lingers – It lingers in the bedroom and in the dining room. But, in the garden it grasps the essence of life— Even the weeds share their aroma. The smell of death lingers— Odours cannot be shaken it's everywhere I go. But, in the garden it grasps the essence of life— Even the weeds share their aroma. The smell of death lingers— It lingers on my clothing every breath smothers me. But, in the garden it grasps the essence of life— Even the weeds share their aroma. The smell of death lingers— Until life yields into death to finds its final path. And, in the garden it grasps the essence of life— Even the weeds share their aroma. Chrissy Siggee July 2021
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My dad passed away just after 2am yesterday, Saturday July 10th. The on duty RN was able to alert me in time for me to sit with him until he was gone. I didn’t have any sleep before or after, so I was exhausted by the time the undertakers left a 9.30am. With this horrid lockdown there will be just three plus the celebrant at the graveside funeral. Norm, myself and our son Ken, who lives within the lockdown boundaries, and where we’ll stay until we head home – outside the lockdown area. If the lockdown is just for another two weeks we’ll remain in the Sydney lockdown. If it’s for a longer period as they have predicted we’ll head home under the Covid rules at that time, including a self isolation in our own home and Covid tests. It’s difficult to plan anything beyond a day or two at a time with restrictions changing at short notice.
With most of my photos on my desktop at home, I won’t be able to add more until we return home..
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While visiting my dad yesterday, (a Saturday here) the Premier of NSW announced a total lockdown for two weeks beginning 6pm. I decided I wouldn’t risk leaving the nursing home to return to our son’s home for my clothes, medications and, of course, my laptop in case I was turned away after the 80 minute round trip. And, I was right. But, God was good and within half an hour, and before Norm arrived at our son’s home, the nursing home manager phoned me. With Dad the way he is, and us not at all local, I was allocated a room near Dad’s for the length of the lockdown if needed. Norm was not given the same but he’s been honoured the role of delivery boy so he can regularly drop off gluten free foods and necessities. I probably could get a few meals here but they don’t have anything for my allergy diet. With our second Covid vax due this coming week, we’ll have to have it locally. However, I need some approval from the NSW Health to allow me to return to the nursing home after the vaccination as no visitors are allowed in except for special cases approved in special circumstances.
Now, I guarantee that you will only hear the media report all the bad stuff about the Covid restrictions but I for one so much appreciated the management and staff of this nursing home.
Be safe everyone.
Norm and I will be at my dad’s bedside for a few days by the time most of my loyal followers read this post. We came home late Sunday to prepare for our next trip down there but it’s been a much more hastier return than expected. It’s about a five hour road trip with a couple of comfort breaks. We’ll be staying somewhere within easy travel for long day visits and/or overnighters before the inevitable.
This photo was taken on the weekend. I’m not sure who was the happiest to see who. I know Dad was thrilled to see these two of his nine great grandchildren and almost cried.
I’ll have my laptop with me and I look forward to reading your new posts as time allows but I have just pre-schedule my posts until some normality returns.
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Finally the clouds have blown away and although still only 17C, the sun is a very welcome visitor to the garden at this time of the year.
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In the morning mist, I spy new residents have moved in.
Fairies and gnomes
in the shelter of our new garden pot.
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I hope you enjoy some of the animals I met on one of my morning walks this past week.
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Here it is almost the end of Autumn and the garden is still flourishing. The Poinciana and Frangipani have only just begun to loose their leaves but with shadows creeping over the garden earlier every day, they’ll be bare soon enough.
We’re still harvesting the early 2020 spinach and cherry tomatos are having a final spurt of flowers. Cucumber, lettuce and small capsicums will probably die off once the winter claims all sun from the back yard. I’m looking forward to June to prepare the soil again for new seedlings.
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dry, smooth - woody hints fruity, sweet, classic and bold wine - time perfect
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There’s something about a river
that draws me to its side
Effortlessly advancing
toward a lake or sea.
With an abundance of freshness
it’s filled with life and health
Uninterrupted flowing
beyond the distant fields.
From gentle humble beginnings
– a fact of life itself
Amazingly appealing
amid a lonely past.
Whispers of the river embrace
the peace renews my mind
Majestically embracing
yonder pathways I see.
© Chrissy Siggee
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40 Years =
480 Months =
2085.71 Weeks =
14,610 Days =
Together Forever
Married January 10th 1981
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When the granddaughters said they didn’t have a Christmas tree outside, they decided to create one.
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A fun breakfast with the granddaughters.
A breakfast eaten with smiles.
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It’s not really a final goodbye, my friend
because I know I’ll see you again.
The times we spent together,
cried and laughed
I will cherish always.
/
It’s all right now for you to go, my friend
because your many years of pain are over.
Those times we prayed together,
joy and sorrow
I will cherish always.
/
It’s time for you to be at peace, my friend
because we shared a secret or two.
The chats we often shared,
together and apart
I will cherish always.
/
It’s not the many years, my friend
because I could always count on you.
Those times I will think of you,
today and tomorrow
I will cherish always.
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It’s the beyond tomorrow, my friend
because you will be here, in my heart.
The tears will come and go,
sadness and joy
I will cherish… always.
Poem by Chrissy Siggee
In memory of my dear friend Betty who went home to Jesus on Monday December 14th 2020.
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I see a lot of winter Christmas posts and they’re all wonderful but I thought some photos of a summer Christmas needs to be shared.
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This years theme: The Nutcracker Suite.
If only I could find the sugar plum fairy.
Perhaps I should ask the gnomes.
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A beautiful morning.
A beautiful beach.
Cool wet sand.
A quiet place.
Two cameras.
Beautiful pebbles.
And shells.
Dead coral?
Strange rock shapes.
Here and there.
End of the beach.
Enjoying the view.
Clear water.
So weird. 🙂
A very enjoyable morning at the beach.
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Riverside Peace 
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