Time to be slow
This is the time to be slow,
Lie low to the wall
Until the bitter weather passes.
Try, as best you can, not to let
The wire brush of doubt
Scrape from your heart
All sense of yourself
And your hesitant light.
If you remain generous,
Time will come good;
And you will find your feet
Again on fresh pastures of promise,
Where the air will be kind
And blushed with beginning.
John O’Donohue, Irish poet and philosopher
Excerpt from his books, To Bless the Space Between Us (US) / Benedictus (Europe)
Photo: Fanore, Co. Clare / Ireland – 2019 © Ann Cahill
Early Tentative Steps out of Lockdown
Dolphin House to Long Jetty
Set out before lunch to walk to Long Jetty and meet Michael for a picnic lunch.
The day was a stunning blue winters day with some gorgeous fluffy happy clouds bouncing around and giving wonderful ware reflections as you will see in some of the photos. . I walked along the beach till it became the lake, under the bridge, past the old boat shed, along the path of huge Norfolf pines where the cormorants nest, along past The Lake House around the bend to the south side of Tuggerah Lake. I met a couple looking very concerned taking photos of fishing lines and tackle caught up in the pines. I firstly smiled thinking of the frustration of your line getting caught like when a kite gets caught and then herd the story of how ignorant The Pelicans were standing there confused as picnickers were taking their place everywhere .
Only a few days back the birds had the place to themselves.
I walked along the edge of the lake enjoying the glass waters reflection of the fluffy clouds and as usual i enjoyed the birds the pelicans , ibis, two gorgeous black swans
a wonderful reflection of a large white egret feeding amonst the reeds, a couple of masked lapwings or plovers as we call them
I kept walking past the jetty as it was a bit busy and not enough room for social distancing and found a perfect spot a little further on. Michael and I met with the app ‘ Find a friend ‘ very modern of us haha . He pulled up where i had found a view and a table and was writing and he arrived with thermos for tea and coffee and a picnic lunch.
We actually drove on after that to look at heaters and a back up charger. We bought unsuccessfully as the heater doesn’t blow out air and the charger doesn’t fit, so Monday a return day. and we might do the same walk and picnic lunch .
Just want to add some photos that I took on our return a few hours later. Here the sunsetting over the lake is breathtaking.
Eleanor at work
The daisy with all her hopes inside
It has her love inside it
My daisy is smiling right at us
The daisy is full of hope
to try and stop lockdown
It might just look like a daisy
but it is a hope-daisy for love
and for the children
by Eleanor Therese Keating-Jones
(Above photo: A plaster cast of a Daisy made in home schooling)
Our little poet Eleanor at work