The joys of being able to walk and see the beauty of the word. Goldie is happy again and might dare to take her hat off after the trauma of her haircut. She realises she was getting herself all worked up over something so unimportant and today she embraces being alive.
Bro loves Andy Goldsworthy sculptures Stone Works which are all over the world, one is even hidden on Herring Island, on the Yarra River. he just had to work out how to cross the river.
Check the famous man out. https://www.artsy.net/artist/andy-goldsworthy-2
As for 64….. what happened to 59? Well time stops for no man!
Bro loves the poem A Boys Song by J Hogg.
…. up the river and over the lea,
That’s the way for Billy and me…..
Tardigrade has survived in extreme conditions; absolute zero to 150 degrees as well as 10 days in a vacuum, cold, radiation space. Here is super Tard !
Walk 124 The Tardigrades Walk. Through the Australian bush pondering Tardigrades of all things. Why? because they are amazing. One more thing most Tardigrades are only 1mm long so don’t step on them.
And so Grumpy returned to Long Island Beach after 40 years. He used to spend his summers here. It is still beautiful. Grumpy decides to stay along side Velislav Georgiev’s sculpture Sandcastles and Kelp
The poem is by an anonymous Turk… Thinking of you
is pretty, hopeful,
It is like listening to the most beautiful voice on earth….
But hope is not enough for me any more,
I don’t want to listen to songs any more,
I want to sing,……. that is what happened to Grumpy and so he sang once again.
The lost count Walk. Though Numbers can be so soothing. They can give the wonderful illusion of certainty and that we are heading towards a goal. This was the Numbers walk in Healesville with 9867 steps according to the fit bit.
“Tall” just wants to fit in. To this end he is hanging out in Healesville.
WALK 10 Walking at Wilson’s Prom in Victoria, Australia. A walk for my own sanity and appreciation of being alive.
It is wonderful to be ale to keep coming back to places which are so stunningly beautiful. And thought the body struggles to get here the soul rejoices.
WALK 9 A wander in the Botanical Gardens to appreciate the life given to us by those who came before us.
Frank admits he was feeling down when he came here. Drowning not Waving. However the Nymphae Lily Lake seemed to hush his sadness and instead he sat by the lake and enjoyed the coots and ducks.
WALK 6 The Not knowing Walk
This walk was for tolerating not knowing the answers all the time and instead having curiosity.
The Whalers slaughtered 12,000 whales in 4 years in the 1840’s off Adventure Bay, Bruny Island. Fish ponders the sad demise of his ancestors. It was a diferent time. Willam Blake’s poem A Poison Tree came to mind.
Fish felt the ghosts of his many whale ancestors around the lonely Fluted Cape of Bruny Island, off Tasmanai, off Australia. Down in the Antipodes. Unknown before 1642 except by all the Aborigines. A carefully guarded secret!
Why 59? Maybe I just like prime numbers! Or perhaps it’s a need for a goal, despite the ultimate futility of this! Still it can be fun along the way to have a mission. There may be a Stand up and be counted walk or a Love Bonobos walk. However not everything has to have an obvious purpose( or porpoise as Lewis Carroll would say) or theme sometimes it just is!
Techno’s twin, Buttons took a different road when he got out of isolation. He found the Sydney Botanical Gardens. Though it was not “… the road less travelled” like his brother. He went to a crowded city and got sick. Does he have regrets ? Not really he saw a real grass wall and a garden underwater magic land at the Calyx. Buttons thinks there is risk which ever way you go. Even staying at home is a road with risks. His heart was turning to wood and he needed to get out into the world before he died.
And though now he is sick he is filled with magic life ventures and memories of his Sydney road and he ponders Robert Frost’s Poem The Road Not Taken
Graffitti Granny 