Posted in garden journal on March 16, 2011| 5 Comments »
an extraordinary day, gifts of red scotch bonnet chillies from Skot our neighbour friend up here who came and helped me tame the pumpkin patch, a gift of strange red flowers from Carlo at Bunnings, whos parents bought these flower seeds out from Italy and the Tamarillo tree that sprung up all on its own in the garden. We have many pumpkins, anyone got some recipes? Great day, life is good
skot and the pumpkin booty
anyone got recipes?
Posted in art, blackstar poetry on March 14, 2011| Leave a Comment »
collins english dictionary: close 1.shut, 2. stop, 3. prevent access to, 4. come together
Warm hands
Cool hands
Sweaty hands
White collar hands
Sculptors’ hands
Soft hands
Please hold my hand
Film maker hands
Surfer hands
Healer hands
Your hands
My hands
Hands up
Hands down
Rooster no hands
your pinning finger
Posted in blackstar poetry, garden journal on March 7, 2011| 1 Comment »
things are a bit out of control in the garden with all the viney veges growing, i did a forage this morning and found a whole lot of cucumbers hanging around
wind pirates
It’s blasting 40 knots
the pirates on the wind
scatter and fly happily
up my nose
strange sneezes are part of my family genetics
my Grandmother could do up to 12 in a row
my Son does the same
me, I just scratch
There is more I wish to give my family
Something more than sneeze talent…
I need to curb the wind pirates and renegade bees
From cross pollinating one thing with the other
now I will tie the fertile flowers with string
Much like arranged marriages for fruit and veges
So I can hand down to my Sons
The tastiest true to type watermelons
I can possibly grow
two hands together 