Showing posts with label ducks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ducks. Show all posts

Thursday, 20 May 2010


Ming the Merciless adjusted her new red felt landskin scarf
found along with velvet offerings in red and brown
and also several in chiffon silk
at Aspects Gallery, Kings Park, Perth


"are you sure about this?" she mused
and then ducked off


to mend her spectacles
using the trusty guide from the Reader's Digest of 1970something



all of which translates as a gibbering sigh of relief
because
my mother has again eluded the undertaker
i've finally delivered an order for the West [see first image]
and
i've nearly finished that manuscript

and just for the record, the tag with the question
came from a tea-bag

Sunday, 9 August 2009

the way of the duck [and an angel playing piano]



yesterday was a truly splendid day
it began well
i awoke breathing
[always a good beginning]
the sun shone and twinkled
on ice-rimed grass
and the spring blossomsnow
was everywhere

we wandered to the farmer's market
a happy saturday habit
where we found
among other things
ducks

cartoonist Michael Leunig has good advice
'study the way of the duck'
these ducks had good ways
obviously
they needed to come home with us
and join the other rescued ducks

who knows what fates might otherwise have overtaken them?
someone might have thought they were food
not recognised their real purpose as great teachers
and philosophers
so here they are


with their new friends

i mentioned earlier that it was a splendid day
a wonderful day for weeding
finding small things that had been buried in the garden
and forgotten in the general buzz of things
there are few activities quite so satisfying
as carefully weeding out grass
from in between the freesias

while an old
and slightly tubby
Border Collie snores contentedly nearby
observed [a little disdainfully]
by a small fluffy CatfishWeaselBear
[for enlightenment scroll down the right hand side
to the image labelled 'Martha']


at sunset my parents and i
washed our hands and faces
put on clean socks
and tucked fresh hankies into our pockets
got into The Beastie
drove to Adelaide
and sat rapt in the audience
as David Helfgott
played piano, like an angel on speed



a truly splendid day

ps dear Mr Leunig, i know your images are copyright but i hope you don't mind me borrowing them cos they do link back to your site...