*I saw a rose the other night. I was with my dear long lost friend kerri, down from Mullimbimby, and we went for a stroll around the Northcote streets, and the sun was setting, and the twilight magic light set in. A rose was singing with sublime colour.
*I was at Camberwell market early on Sunday morning, and snapped a box of toys unlikely to be sold that day. Perhaps the seller would soon start gifting them to unsuspecting children, who's parents wished more than anything else for no more soft toys in their house.
*I finished my painting course, a week of floating in colour consciousness, the light and darkness and their dance in the forming of yellow green and violet.
*I have the most wonderous photo of my youngins', as my camera is on the blink and from now on everything will be green with candy stripes!