Solo Ventures

i am reading a book on kindle titled "sea change". an english/american fellow sailing a small timber yacht westward across the atlantic ocean. it's evident that he separated before departing england and annoyingly the narrative steers towards his unresolved sadness and our how good she is, or was, despite the fact that he learns of her probable infidelities from reading her diaries which she left onboard. i am hoping the penny drops and he feels better about raging against her emotional hold over him.  unlike most modern literature,  sailing yarns are most often male domains.  and as most men in love with the sea and reading books about long solo sea voyaging would be separated or divorced,  it's decent fodder.  it also encourages one to reflect on their relationships.  fortunately, unlike out central protagonist i have moved on to develop a critical opinion of my ex partner.  actually i hgrs fitt ss were to refer to her as ever having been a partner, ...

Well, now the Premier confirms he wore nazi uniform on his 21st birthday.   Just too now!

 When I 40 years of age I witnessed the delivery pf my first born daughter. Yes,  I was quite advanced in years & had been married for nearly a decade when the mother's fertility treatment finally worked.  This single event immediately & significantly altered my life's trajectory.  Previously I had been focused on sailing,  surfing & fly fishing as well as varied careers.  Afterwards I dropped every future goal & personal want to ensure that my little girl was safe,  comfortable & had all that she needed.  Sixteen years later,  when that daughter was being installed at agricultural college,  one of the lecturers recognised her& said: "You're the girl whose father led her about on that point all the time". We smiled,  this was a slither of the life that we,  & her little brother led,  from birth through to adulthood. As soon as they were born I had done everything in my powers to put them first. ...

 Alternatively Varroa Mite is  a  parasitic insect that feeds on bees & decimate colonies. Probably, its responsible for Colony Collapse Disorder. Serious little buggers.    Australia has remained free of Varroa Mite ... until last week.  This week Sentinal Hives set up around the Port of Newcastle were found to contain the mite.  The Ag Department has ordered immediate by beekeepers;-    1. the location of all hives within 50 kilometres be notified immediately.     2. No hives in that zone can be worked or opened unless for testing for Varroa.     3. All hives within 10k  will be euthanized,  wild hives within 25k  alsowill be euthanized.  Known hives in that range will be monitored for signs of Varroa.     4. Beekeepers remain alert for further updates and to assist Dep of Ag as required.   For me,  that means I lose 5 hives at my mother's place in town....

 7am & Im guzzling a mug of Joe #2. It's  clear & calm out, the sun creeping down distant hills. Its 9°C out by my phone,  I did duck out to get some wood,  but I never really felt the cold.   Hearing a bloke and girl interviewed after running a 310k foot race.  He finished at 11 last night, in 50 hrs, she at 5am. Running that far in pretty much one go, running in the mountains in winter overnight,  racing at the same time! Hats off to you guys. Here the cats, dogs and I are huddled around the fire; licking our balls, hunkering down to keep warm and reading.  Today,  I hope to mow 3 lawns & finish the Land Rover uni joint replacement. 

 Rise early to warm the house before my daughter gets up for work.  Fresh billets are loaded,  vents opened, nothing.  Add the special diesel and petrol solution,  poof. The cool air is sucked in with a gasp . The hearts builds rapidly.  The catterwauling begins, the pets wanting feeding or to be let out. Facing demands before the first choice of the day.  She comes,  she goes,  unhappy in her job,  there not much positive to talk about.  I try to inflate her feelings but she's not responding well.   Coffee,  more coffee,  reading Howells and Gash. No wonder I dream of Folkboat! I buzz with hope, knowing my old flakey Wharram is the best I can do.  Ooh too sill am ocean.  Aggression over offal,  gulping,  locking,  checking each other's bowls.  Then they hare off to chase kangaroos,  chickens and birds.  Bastards!  The weather lifts my downward gaze,. It's majestic in ...

 Today's prompt asks this question.  Mmm,  "nerves"? Google says it's a mix of "anxiety,  dread and excitement". So it may be positive,  but mostly I'd describe it as a negative emotion.   Because,  tell the truth I get excited a lot.  I calm myself from this state by basic measures like breathing,  coffee www drinking and "cognitive therapy", kind of mentally steadying my mind.  What I mostly do is play things down a little; it's ok,  it will be good,  but it will pass.  Or sometimes it'd it's possible I delay or prolong the anticipation period and savior that feeling.  Being older and a bit more cynical,  I know that sometimes the promise of something fantastic doesn't always live up to you're expectations.  So,  excited? Steady the ship.   On the negative side of the ledger, feelings of dread or anxiety,  I would say that I rarely feel that way.  For many years I have loosely...