My gran passed away today in perth...tis a sad day for my family.At peace at last too soon for us, taken to rest in the arms of Jesus.
She walked this earth too short it seems, for now all we have are memories and dreams.
For one so small,you seem so strong My arms will hold you keep you safe and warm This bond between us can’t be broken I will be here don’t you cry----Phil Collins


As i said in my earlier post i pinched this idea from some guy on the net...and i did try in out earlier in the office toilet but that didnt come out too well. So i went back to the drawing board or the tap as it were and took these shots in TLOML's bathroom. Lots of room for improvement but i like the way that the image is reversed in the water droplets. There is a scientific explanation for this but i like to thing its magic.
On dec 5th 2005 pepper turned 1yr old in human years..in doggy years she is a ripe old 7 going on 14. Sometime after chinese new year last year this little bundle of fur came into our lives and it was one of the best things we have done together as a couple. We agonized over the idea of getting a dog, we had gone and seen so many puppies and we both didnt think it was a wise choice..with work and the fact that we were in our comfort zone would this be too big a task for us to manage? would we get bored of the dog after awhile? would we fight over who has to do what? After a year i am happy to say our fears were totally misplaced, from the day she put her tiny little paws into her new home she has brought joy into our lives, does she know what she does for us? i doubt it. When the two philips and i went to look at dogs that sunday afternoon and they took zorro(her brother) home this little bundle of baboon energy won me over, and the next day when Tloml set eyes on her and started to tear i knew that my wife was hooked too.






With half and hour to spare at lunctime i took a quick stroll around pongol park. It was really hot and while i was standing at the waters edge trying to shoot some barn swallow i heard a cry that sound like a cross between a duck a goose and very thick plastic being torn. Looking around for the origins of such "music" i spotted the yellow bittern.
