I took out the ashes from the fire-place, I put them into a basket ,and then threw them away. I have done three works. I woke up the baby and gave him a little milk, and then I put him to sleep again. I have done six works. As busy as a hen with one chicken. http://archive.org/stream/dictionaryofkash014372mbp/dictionaryofkash014372mbp_djvu.txt Are the horns too heavy for the bullock ? No matter how large the family the father would not willingly part with one of his children
― Santosh Kalwar, Quote Me Everyday
The bigger the head the bigger the headaches
And walk not on the earth with conceit and arrogance. Verily, you can neither rend nor penetrate the earth, nor can you attain a stature like the mountains in height.
foto – raleigh tree
I believe the sign of maturity is accepting deferred gratification. Peggy Cahn
foto – raleigh morning april 2010
In the twenty-fifth year of my age
I find myself to be a dromedary
That has run short of water between
One oasis and the next mirage
And having despaired of ever
Making my obsessions intelligible
I am content at last to be
The sole clerk of my metamorphoses.
foto – repton railway bridge dec 09
FRUIT IN SEASON 2: WHAT RHYMES WITH . . .
peaches? Beaches. A peach of a beach.
Gracetown in summer. A soft fur of heat
over bodies. The water, icy. Exploding
gently on legs as fruit in the mouth.
Sand the texture of peach stone: gritty,
rough. China, a memory refracted
through tropics: small fat god, white beard,
riding a deer. A Chinese Santa Claus.
In his hand, the fruit of which we speak:
foto – summer fruit in ulmarra dec 09
In Martin’s Bar the topless waitresses
are all sober, their perfectly matched tits
jump at the drunks while upstairs
a poet listens to the race results.
foto – izzy foreal considering dec 2008 bilambil.
ty Robert Treborlang Australia
The sweetest wine turneth to the sharpest vinegar.
foto – sugar cane at tumbulgum 2008
This is a proverb of fable origin.
An ass seeing his master pet a little lap-dog and hold it in his lap desired the same treatment, so broke his halter, rushed into the house and began to prance and kick and at last tried to sit in his master’s lap in order that he might re ceive the same sort of caress that was given the lap-dog. For his trouble the ass received only a sound beating.
The fable and proverb teach that not all are born with like endowment of characteristics. It was used with reference to those who try to emulate those above them and become involved in difficulty for their pains.
foto- coldstream backyard nov 09
It is not good for all our wishes to be filled; through sickness we recognize the value of health; through evil, the value of good; through hunger, the value of food; through exertion, the value of rest.
foto – izzy foreal and andrew hegedus at wide river cafe ulmarra 2009 november
Each swipe of the dish-sponge is anger or regret,
choices have consequences, consequences constrict
to the tightness of skin on a fruit, this feijoa
I slice into, savagely, and stop. Pineapple-scented.
The soft, fragrant jelly within.
foto – fruit on a coldstream street tree ulmarra nov 09.
The fruit of blessing grow on the tree of hardship.
foto – small peaches in coldstream street ulmarra nov 09.
" The sins of our youth we atone for in our old age " (Latin).
foto – lynne sanders at hungry head 1973
Soon ripe soon rotten. "Late fruit keeps well" (German)
foto – peach tree in ulmarra 09
The Envious Lobster, Poem
“Yes!” cried the lobster, “that I’ll do,
And thrice as much, if needs must be
To be as gaily clad as she!”
Then, in she made a fatal dive
And never more was seen alive.
Now, those who learn the lobster’s fate,
Will see how envy could create
A vain desire within her breast,
And pride of dress could do the rest,
That brought her to an early death:
’T was love of show that cost her breath.