Well, goodbye 2020, it has been a disordely time for many. Fortunately, for me, I live in Australia and have been very, very lucky, although we have had a few bouts of lockdown, to date, I have come out unscathed. Yes, I am aware how lucky I have been and I am full of empathyContinue reading “Hello 2021”
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The Beauty of Spring
It was a beautiful spring morning when Benny gave a yap and walked to the cupboard where his harness and lead is kept. “Yes” I said to him, “it is a nice morning for a walk.” The sun was shinning, there was little breeze and it was just nine o’clock in the morning, so notContinue reading “The Beauty of Spring”
Who Cares Wins
Today, my daughter in law would have celebrated her 49th birthday. She is our brave warrior who fought with a smile on her face. She suffered the dreaded cancer for twenty years but she never gave up and was always positive. Every time she got knocked down, she got up again and was ready forContinue reading “Who Cares Wins”
What’s Normal?
Wow! Life has thrown us bucket of garbage this year. I am sure we will all remember 2020. Fires were the beginning. An experience I won’t forget in a hurry and I was one of the lucky ones. My heart goes out to all those who lost family, friends, pets and possessions. Covid then snuckContinue reading “What’s Normal?”
Visiting those who have left me.
After many weeks in isolation, restrictions have been relaxed. It was promising to be a beautiful day. I jumped in the car with my camera and decided to visit those who cannot visit me. I headed to Eastern Suburbs Memorial Park. Many relatives are there. Some of whom I have treasured memories of and someContinue reading “Visiting those who have left me.”
Ann(e) Smith 1834 – 1905
Ann Smith 1834-1905. A woman of stamina.
Dad
It’s been three months since my Dad left us. He would have celebrated his 93rd birthday a couple of weeks ago. One of the hardest things is to say goodbye to a parent as they have been in your life ‘forever’. So, on a cold spring day I stayed in my pyjamas until 1.30pm andContinue reading “Dad”
Mum
Father Timothy McCarthy 1829-1879
The Priest and the Bushranger By M.V. SHEEHAN. The glory of spring was sweeping over the little town of Ballinhassig, near the city of. Cork, in Ireland. In the garden of his home sat a handsome, strongly-built young mail named Timothy McCarthy. For three years he; had ‘patiently followed his legal studies. He had made.Continue reading “Father Timothy McCarthy 1829-1879”
The Marriage of My Maternal Grandparents.
The announcements and events of the marriage of Reg Thomas & Maggie Parker.
