Friday, October 29, 2010



I like dental visits. Usually. Except for yesterday's visit. As a result of breaking a molar tooth late last week I was booked in to see an oral surgeon. He recommended extraction. Thirty minutes and three stitches later, I walked out, my mouth packed with gauze. Bless pain killers!

I am spending today on the couch, sipping luke-warm tea, coffee and soup from a straw. Writing this through a haze of codeine-induced stupor. I hope I will be okay by the time Nanowrimo and Nanowrimo-Lame-Oh (as hosted by the inspirational Andrea from acatofimpossiblecolour) starts.

Now though, back to sleep.

Until next time...

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

The Aphrodite of Milos


You have seen her many times before, to be sure, but, to see her in person (in the marble :)) was unforgettable. I went there twice in one day and then the following day to absorb the beauty that was hand-crafted by an Ancient Greek sculptor named Alexandros of Antioch. 

I finally scored a headset recording on the second visit and learned that this goddess of love and beauty is almost seven feet tall.

She was found by a peasant in the ancient city of Milos in the Aegean Islands in 1820. A French officer figured she would be an important work of art and started to organise her removal. But the peasant refused and wanted money, so he sold her to a priest who wanted to gift her to someone in Constantinople. She was eventually given to King Henry XVIII who handed her over to the Louvre museum, where she resides today.

 Her arms, which were found and verified as original, could have been reattached but they deliberately weren't. This was to keep the public interested in the mystery they had formulated about her. 

Also, as she was never meant to be viewed from the back, she was never given detail seen on the rest of her. However, she would have been fully decked out in jewellery (which was likely to have been stolen) and she was possibly painted as well.

Her left arm was probably raised at eye level holding an apple and her right arm curved loosely around her waist holding up her drapery.

Beautiful indeed.

Monday, October 18, 2010

Like Kindy All Over Again.

Mr 17 in kindergarten:

My Mr 17 is back at school today. Although I am a little anxious I think he'll be okay. I keep looking at the phone expecting him to call me to pick him up. But it has not rang yet. After six weeks of spending almost every waking moment together, I miss him. It is quiet. Very quiet. And I miss him. Like kindergarten all over again.

Monday, October 11, 2010

Start them young!

This is my darling Mr 8 using a knife and chopping board for the first time (not that he has used either at any other time, mind you). He really wanted to help and I could not deny him the chance of chopping up some green capsicum.

The finished product ready to use in a tomato reduction:

  Although he is not very fond of this vegetable, it is his favourite colour! 

And that is a good enough reason to handle it, don't you think?

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Missing my Sydney winter...

My roma tomato plant sprinkled with frost.

Hubby's mallet was not spared either

Yard and neighbouring house

Roses rising up from the frost

Sparkly roses

More tenacious roses

Frost-blanketed grass

Oh how I love our winters,
Only two seasons to go!

Having been under the weather (sorry, bad, bad pun!) myself, I have been going over some pictures from a few months ago.

 I hope you enjoy them.



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