One Word Photo Challenge: Flowers in a Box

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Good morning from a cool Hastings morning.

This week Jennifer has asked us for our photos of boxes.  This was a hard one for me.  I had to search for this image of these silk flowers in a box.  I really had to think outside the box for this challenge.

This was taken at the Arataki Honey Centre last year on one of the Social Snappers outings.  These flowers encourage the bees to your garden.  So if you have a vegetable garden and want a good crop these plants make good companions.

One Word Photo Challenge: Box

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Animal Friend of the Week: Puss Puss

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Good morning from a cool but sunny Hastings morning.

Yesterday I didn’t post anything as I went to the dawn parade – that’s right, up at 5 AM for the 5.30 AM service.  It was 10 people deep around the cenotaph, plus all the armed service men and women there to lay their wreathes and poppies.  It was very moving.  I felt a bit guilty at taking photos in such a solemn ceremony.  But there were others with their cell phones taking pictures and videos.  It was good to see a lot of young people there, wearing their forefathers medals too.

Then after breakfast and dragging my son out of bed we went to my parents to talk about my relatives who fought in WWI and WWII.  None of them would ever talk about their experiences.  In the parade there was a volley of three shots.  Those with hearing aids were told to turn them off beforehand.  They were really loud and made us all jump.  Our ANZACs had to put up with that constant sound, all day and night.  And that was just the sounds, not the sights or smell of trench warfare.  No wonder many couldn’t talk about their experiences.

Anyway onto something a lot happier and brighter.  This is Puss Puss.  Just after my parents poodle Abbey died their cat Socks decided he was too lonely.  My father really missed Abbey too, not so much my mother with her Alzheimer’s.  So one day Socks came home with Puss Puss.  A gorgeous tortoiseshell cat.  She was about 6 – 9 months old.  And heavily pregnant.  I have a feeling that she was dumped at a stream close by, probably because she was with kittens.

My parents took her to the vet to have her spayed etc.  I don’t want to say much about the kittens.  She has now made herself at home and has brought much joy to both Mum and Dad.  She is a lot more gentle than Socks too.

I am a firm believer that pets can really understand our emotions and know what to do when you need that help from them.  Socks knew that Dad especially was suffering with the loss and found Puss to bring her home for him.  And both cats get on really well.

And thanks to all those who participated last week

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ANZAC Day 2016

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For The Fallen

With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children,
England mourns for her dead across the sea.
Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit,
Fallen in the cause of the free.

Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal
Sings sorrow up into immortal spheres,
There is music in the midst of desolation
And a glory that shines upon our tears.

They went with songs to the battle, they were young,
Straight of limb, true of eye, steady and aglow.
They were staunch to the end against odds uncounted;
They fell with their faces to the foe.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.

They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England’s foam.

But where our desires are and our hopes profound,
Felt as a well-spring that is hidden from sight,
To the innermost heart of their own land they are known
As the stars are known to the Night;

As the stars that shall be bright when we are dust,
Moving in marches upon the heavenly plain;
As the stars that are starry in the time of our darkness,
To the end, to the end, they remain.

Laurence Binyon

Robert Laurence Binyon

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WWI (1914–1918)

WWI (1939–1945)

The Korean War (1950–1953)

The Vietnam War (1964–1973)

The Gulf War (1990–1991)

The War in Afghanistan (2001–present)