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LOL Dawn, I love it !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Beautiful pictures Henry - I'd love to see that river in person, one day.

I saw this photo today that someone had on their FB and thought I would share - I think the photo, taken today, speaks for itself.

Love that photo I'd love to get an effect like that

Thanks Pancake that is fantastic and I'm sure some of our webchat users will be interested in switching to IceChat

Happy Birthday grip !!!

Happy Birthday Morph3us - have a great day

LOL good one Henry !!!!

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I'm following up with a poem written by my friend Veronica Weal. Veronica is an aclaimed and award winning Bush Poet and I thought I would share one of poems : This poem is called "Chasing Your Dreams" There's a weary young boy swimming lap after lap On a cold windy day after school; But the grandstand is empty, there's no one to clap When he finally climbs from the pool. But his mind remains focused, he blocks out the cold, And he thinks of a future that gleams With a brightness reflected by medals of gold - He's a boy who is chasing his dreams. There's a waitress who works in a run-down cafe In the town that she always called home, And she dreams, as she's clearing the dishes away, About London, and Paris and Rome. In the evenings she works in the pub, serving beer, With no time to herself, so it seems; But she cheerfully strives for a goal that is dear - She's intent upon chasing her dreams. On a street in the suburbs a young couple stare At the house they are hoping to buy. It is old and neglected, but what so they care? They are young, and their hopes are set high. Though the mortgage and bills wont be easy to pay, And misfortune may wreck all their schemes, They are planning extensions, and children one day - And together they're chasing their dreams. There's a man who lies still in a hospital bed, And his body is blackened and burned. He's a volunteer firefighter, left there for dead When the wind unexpectedly turned. And his wife prays to Heaven to keep him alive, As her world falls apart at the seams; But the staff are amazed at his will to survive - Single-minded, he's chasing his dreams.

Australian Bush Poetry is quite popular in our country. It is poetry that is written about Australia, the people, things that happen and way of life. It can be heart wrenching or funny and when recited usually gets a warm response. Bush poetry has a special "lilt" to the way it is recited and a good example would be "The Man From Snowy River" by Banjo Paterson. It is said that in the past, it was used as a way of recording life and incidents by illiterate bush poets, and today it is popular and there are many competitions held for good bush poetry. Two of my friends are recipients of such awards and their stories (told in prose) are wonderful. I thought over time I would post some of my favourite Bush Poetry here to share with my friends in other countries. I hope you enjoy them. To start, here is a humorous poem that made me smile a few times: This is the story of a Senior Citizens Club Meat Raffle. To explain briefly, it's quite popular to hold fund raising raffles and have a meat tray as the first prize. The meat tray would be supplied by the local butcher and contain a variety of cuts of meat such as steaks, a roast, sausages, mince (ground meat) and some chops - some even contain bacon and eggs as well or a leg of ham. Everyone buys a ticket for about 50 cents and the winner gets the meat tray. My second contribution is one of the truly wonderful pieces of bush poetry "The Man From Snowy River" - this version is lovely to watch while you listen to the story: Hope you enjoy

What an ugly critter, I hope I never have to confront one in my house lol

Love that shot Dodge

LOL .. my parents were in one of those places too .. they loved it

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It seems to me you had a really nice day Dodge, and thanks for the great pics too

LOL !!!!

LOL love it !

They are SO cute thanks DanX for sharing the pics

Great pic TV and it's interesting to be able to read a bit about the history of places like that and the stories about them.

Not to be outdone, Miss Moli got dressed up a few nights ago when a friend was staying with me for a few days. The little red dress belongs to Moli's friend Sophie and Moli was not all that impressed but she agreed to pose just once.

I thought I would share this photo - my daughter sent it to me today - it's Migaloo dressed for Halloween !!!! or, as I think he should be called, Migalooooooooooooooo

Happy Birthday kiwigirl, have a great day !!!!!!!

LOL very good and ohhhh so true of politics everywhere

LOL are you sure about that ?