It's floof season! Black swans near work and their baby floofs.

medium.com/p/a3f776dc9a25 - inspired a wonderful newspaper article where a journalist listed tiny things that brought her joy — in her case everything from the ridiculous racket cockatoos make to mirrored disco balls (both also bring me joy!). Their list is here: www.theage.com.au/lifestyle/li...

Sterling is an Abyssinian kitty who loves to watch the world from high places.

medium.com/ipoetry/the-... - Second of a pair on the theme — reflecting on how we valued being ‘invisible’ as teenagers but once we reach over 50, it is annoying that the superpower has re-emerged, and it is frustrating to be ignored.

morning rainbow viewed on the walk to work.

medium.com/ipoetry/orig... - First of two on the theme — reflecting how we valued being ‘invisible’ as teenagers but once over 50, it is annoying that the superpower has re-emerged, and it is frustrating to be ignored. Also playing around with concept of graphic novel character with this power.

this small Ned Kelly seemed to scare the local possums away from my newly planted garden - not sure why!

medium.com/ipoetry/trus... - general reflection on how I feel when trust is betrayed in any friendship. Definitely makes me feel like I will never trust anyone new ever again.

A really lovely place to stop on a road trip - near Lake Macquarie on north coast of NSW, Australia.

medium.com/ipoetry/the-... - Second of two poems exploring the idea of how older people are happier not because we forget but because we know that time left is finite and that leads to being more in the moment and appreciating small pleasures.

Fisherman at Lake Bunga on the south coast of Victoria, Australia.

medium.com/ipoetry/the-... - First of two poems exploring the idea of how older people are happier not because we forget but because we know that time left is finite and that leads to being more in the moment and appreciating small pleasures.

An underrated beach at Altona in Melbourne.

medium.com/ipoetry/the-... - a poem reflecting on how the best lies we tell are to ourselves and are built on a kernel of truth, and we do it to ourselves to make life bearable.

experimenting with dry ice...

medium.com/ipoetry/outs... - second of a pair of poems on the theme of not belonging to any tribe

A fine late winter day at the Narra Warren art museum - view from the gallery.

medium.com/ipoetry/no-c... - first poem of a pair on the theme of not belonging to any tribe.

not so recent visit to Canberra - view of the sunset looking towards the Brindabella Ranges

medium.com/ipoetry/the-... - nostalgia themed poem exploring the joy that comes from long road trips.

Walk near Cape Schanck in southern Victoria, Australia.

medium.com/ipoetry/a-cr... - this one was a bit of purge - reflecting on a toxic relationship from years' past.

Doing a short road trip to recharge the batteries - beaches a fine even in the winter.

medium.com/ipoetry/a-ho... - second of a pair of poems - remembering a brief sojourn on a hobby farm for a few years in my teenage years and the menagerie of pets we had there.

This tiny Tonkinese was with me for 21 joyful years. Was fond of sleeping on the sofa cushions and anywhere in the house where the sunshine came through the windows. Miss her gentle purring.

medium.com/ipoetry/a-ho... - first of a pair of poems reflecting on the menagerie of pets we had for a few teenage years living on a hobby farm.

some pretty flowers - winter - aloe variety (?)

medium.com/ipoetry/cons... - second of a pair on the theme - are we aware enough to recognise when we are experiencing pure joy.

This is why I often look up. Melbourne Central.

medium.com/ipoetry/cons... - first of a pair on this theme - asking the question — are we aware enough to recognise when we are experiencing conscious euphoria?

timeline cleanse. Relaxing by day then channelling Batman persona - he is the night - as the sun sets. Sterling always entertains.

medium.com/ipoetry/the-... - reflecting about the ebb and flow of friendships that have come and gone over the decades — from those we knew in childhood to those who grow old with us — inseparable best friends one day, gone forever the next.

The floof season is almost upon us!

medium.com/ipoetry/movi... - a reflection on how ending friendships feel.

Experimenting with filters on a rooftop deck a long time ago.

medium.com/ipoetry/the-... - I have a vivid dreamscape (admittedly a source of inspiration for my creative writing.

more bee attracting flowers...

Second of a pair of poems on the theme of triggered unwanted memories - medium.com/ipoetry/the-...

Want to take a picture of these vibrant red flowers with so many bees - nectar treat.

First of a pair covering triggering unwanted memories - medium.com/ipoetry/the-...

Autumn leaf.

I have been reflecting a lot on memory and nostalgia lately - this poem considers how our memory of the past is like an impressionist painting - medium.com/ipoetry/brus...

Reaching for the sky.

Second of a pair of poems reflecting on how at peace I feel when I am out hiking - medium.com/ipoetry/the-...

"We are like butterflies who flutter for a day and think it's forever." - Carl Sagan, in Cosmos (1980) Visualisation of our galactic cluster 💫😲💫✨💫🌌💫 NASA

a bit of yellow in the mood today - and these flowers capture that colour well.

The second of a pair reflecting on the passing of an old family friend - medium.com/ipoetry/echo...

There's a reason why Melbourne's Federation Square has the nickname "slip and trip central"...

A more recent entry - written at the start of the year - second of a pair exploring becoming lost in dark thoughts - medium.com/ipoetry/lost...

more lily pads - this time right side up - Adelaide Botanic gardens.