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I live in Western Australia, near the water, in the city. I like to wander about. I love my family and friends. I read when I can, write when I can, take photos and hope for the best.
"When, however, I look over the hints and memorandums I have taken down ... my heart almost fails me at finding how my idle humor has led me aside ..."
Washington Irving
'The Author's Account of Himself'
The Sketch Book of Geoffrey Crayon
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In the Age of the Automobile - and nothing has shaped our culture like the motor car - there have been many great drivers but only one great passenger.
Tom Robbins
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Sunday, August 05, 2007
The Girl Who Got What She Wanted
I did whatever I felt like doing on Saturday.
First I walked to Daisy's for a takeaway coffee and then to the beach.
In Cottesloe, I bought a jacket from the Empire Rose outlet, ate lunch and picked up some cycling gloves to wear at swish. Without looking, I spotted two gifts.
After walking home with all these plus the paper, a lotto ticket and some groceries, I set off for a local nursery.
Ahh, boronia. Every year I breathe in the first scent of it and feel like there's more to life than the everyday. I felt like a child as I carried it past the other plants - doing what pleases me, in a little way.
First I walked to Daisy's for a takeaway coffee and then to the beach.
In Cottesloe, I bought a jacket from the Empire Rose outlet, ate lunch and picked up some cycling gloves to wear at swish. Without looking, I spotted two gifts.
After walking home with all these plus the paper, a lotto ticket and some groceries, I set off for a local nursery.
Ahh, boronia. Every year I breathe in the first scent of it and feel like there's more to life than the everyday. I felt like a child as I carried it past the other plants - doing what pleases me, in a little way.
Labels: boronia, Cottesloe, Dee, garden, plants, shopping, swish
Comments:
Hehe, Deanne, that sounds great! And thanks to Wikipedia I now know what boronia is, too - sounds fresh and yummy, too!
Sounds like spring is slowly on the way at your place? Wish I could just beam over for a cup of coffee and have a little more time to see the beach again! Oh, and you, certainly ;-)
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Sounds like spring is slowly on the way at your place? Wish I could just beam over for a cup of coffee and have a little more time to see the beach again! Oh, and you, certainly ;-)
