Spring is on the verge of bursting forth, the sun is shining and that to me is walking weather. 'Walking Happy' is the perfect song to put a spring in one's step, maybe even a little skip. Here's a very cheesy but highly entertaining version by Cissy King & Bobby Burgess. They've got the moves.
It's a good day when dinner is a bottle of French pink bubbles accompanied by fried potatoes, so slowly cooked they taste like salted caramel. So soft and delicious they melted in my mouth, perfectly matched with the strawberry notes of the wine. She's a keeper, my friend Michelle, for much more than her potato
One would think that the number 111 (the number of today's blog) should mean something, You know, all those ones in a row. In numerology it is apparently a message from my inner genius. I'm not really into numerology and I'm yet to meet my inner genius, so I will revel in the simple, repetitive
Bach and jazz, I hear you say, what do they have in common? Well, J.S. Bach was the master improviser and innovator when it came to music. Had been around in the 20th century he surely would have been a jazz star, doing all the amazing harmonic and melodic things that make him a genius,
Traversing my kitchen floor. A little creature just doing its thing. https://youtu.be/ya2VBwlTYz4
If there's one thing I love more than dress ups, it's dress up parties. This evening's opening party for Daniel Kneebone's 'Alice-ism' (part of the Ballarat International Foto Biennale) was a dress up event, and boy did people dress up! There were queens of hearts, rabbits, mad hatters, and all kinds of other fabulous creations.
The prunus (the genus of stonefruit trees: plums, peach, cherry, nectarine, apricot and almonds) are in full bloom, bringing a splash of pink the urban landscape. The trees stand proud, offering their display of pinks to the world, with the promise of delicious fruit in summer and autumn. Exactly which fruit the trees will bear
The wattles are blooming in almost fluorescent yellow in unexpected places. As well as gardens and parkland, where you would expect to find attractive plants, they are waving their flag from train yards, car parks and abandoned lots. And they have the spotlight all to themselves - wattles bloom when not much else does, making
I love "Alice in Wonderland"t by Sammy Fain, written in 1951. Sammy gave us lots of other great songs, including "Secret Love" and "I'll Be Seeing You". I haven't sung this song for a long time, so it was lovely to give it a whirl upon request at tonight's gig. The Bill Evans trio made
Playing piano has always been a meditation-like exercise for me. Whenever I was grumpy as a kid my mum would tell me to go and play piano, as she knew it would fix whatever was wrong. I've had a difficult day and driving home I was contemplating wine or chocolate (or both) as a remedy,