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The B-Side of a Life Through-Composed

Twenty Eight!

Oh my goodness, dolphins and porpoises, it's going to be twenty eight degrees on Sunday!

I know it's only August, but summer is really on its way, the breeze has been so wonderfully zephyric and balmy and I'm starting to turn into Summer Kenny (a fundamentally unsound oceanid with a desire to jump into water from dizzying heights) already.

So, just to get me more excited, twenty eight glorious things Sydney summer is bringing to me: -

1. Icy Poles

2. Clovelly

3. Twilight Picnics (mosquitos and all)

4. Strawberries

5. Raspberries

6. Blackberries

7. Eurydice

8. Making a Dent in My Reading List

9. Getting Oil Paints all over my Hands and Clothes

10. Sleeping with the Windows Open

11. The Clovelly Groper and his Lady Gropers

12. Late Nights at the Duck & Swan

13. White Sandals

14. Sun dresses

15. Home-Made Lemonade

16. Summer Projects

17. Sewing Bags and Dresses

18. Early Sunrises

19. Late Sunsets

20. Late Nights with Good Friends

21. The Mystery of Edwin Drood

22. Colourful Flowers Everywhere

23. Straw Hats

24. Sleeping Nude

25. Swimming in the Ocean Every Day

26. Wandering Through Markets

27. Living in Bare Feet

28. Spending a Third Summer Kissing That Man of Mine

Grateful

In a week that has so savagely filled me with vitriol towards some repulsive, disappointing and downright euthanasia-worthy excuses for human beings, I feel I should depart from my regular blogging pursuits (as infrequent as they are at the moment) to express my gratitude to people who are endeavouring to not be fucktards in my face.

Cecilia - I wish I could be as patient and kind as you. If someone slept with your husband and ran over your cat after stealing from your house on the way out, you would just feel sorry for them because they're obviously "not in a very good place right now". I love you dearly, thank you for your kind and patient friendship.

Tristan - You and I are kindred spirits, except that you are way more awesome. Thank you for making it okay for me to love nerdy things like lolcats and corsets, for being a lovely friend and not disowning me for the Week of Accidental Tristan-Beating.

Hugh - Your beard is extra luscious and I just adore you. let's start a band.

Emily - Your blog still inspires me to be creative and worship gently and lovingly throughout this time of trial for me. Thank you for being so inspiring.

Minna - You're an angel. We've been together since the beginning of uni and you're the only person who has been there so constantly in that time. You are beautiful and talented and well adjusted. I can't tell you how much I appreciate it.

Captain Pants - I look up to you more than anyone else in our age group. You're super intelligent, inspiring, and yet so easy to get along with. What a gift that is - thank you.

Roman - You have the patience of Atlas. You are solid, dependable, but always entertaining and quite the bunk-buddy... And thank you for letting me post crude references to our relationship on my blog. I love you.

Thank you all for helping me deal with the mess of feelings I've been trying to battle in recent days. It seems like a weird thing to post so publicly (although I garuntee that you guys and my dad who inexplicably checks this blog will be the only ones who read it) but I just want you to know how grateful I am for the amazing people and strong friendships I have.

In other news, here's a picture of fat people in tie-dye.

(Source - pictureisunrelated.com. Another perfectly whimsical Tristan recommendation.)

Moonlight Cinema

Five reasons to offer the Moonlight Cinema your patronage:

1. Beautiful sunsets behind the screen...
2. The wonderful company of friendly pirates (with matching shoes).

3. Colourful characters sitting near you (in fairness we did go for Rocky Horror...)

4. Glasses of Rosé out of plastic glasses...

5. Did I mention the sunsets...?

Sunday in Pictures

Sunday

By the blue purple yellow red water

On the green purple yellow red grass

Let us pass through our perfect park

Pausing on a Sunday

By the cool blue triangular water

On the soft green elliptical grass

As we pass through arrangements of shadow

Toward the verticals of trees

Forever

By the blue purple yellow red water

On the green orange violet mass of the grass

In our perfect park

Made of flecks of light

And dark

And parasols

People strolling through the trees

Of a small suburban park

On an island in the river

On and ordinary Sunday...

Sunday in Pictures

Today was a restful, peaceful, creative day. I woke up in my lovely blue wendybird nightie, feeling a slight bit under the weather...

I enjoyed a fruity breakfast at lovely Alexandra's house.

Strawberries, bananas, pineapple, passionfruit yoghurt, and delicious sourdough toast. Nom nom nom.
I spent a couple of happy hours at the Newtown Festival...

...where I bought this beautiful white dress for an absolute steal.
(I'm smiling because it cost me ten dollars).
I spent the afternoon in the company of my charming sister...
...who was my sous chef this evening as I prepared for my feast of a dinner.

Stay tuned for a recount of the feast!

God is in the Rain

God is in every ripple.

God is in every sunshower.

God is in every lightened path.

God is shelter from the storm.

God is friendship.
God probably isn't in a hot cup of tea, but it's still pretty wonderful.
God is in every rainbow.

Sunday in Pictures

Firstly, let it be said that the weekend and the sunlight calls for Watermelon.
Succulent.
As can probably be gleaned from my many pictures, I am a great fan of sitting in Victoria Park with friends. And such beautiful friends I have. They really brighten up and chill out an otherwise hectic existence.

I live for the love of dappled light and sticky humid grass and golden green trees and summer freedoms, but mostly thanks for daylight savings and the exquisite sunsets I can watch every day...

Tuesday in the Park with Friends