Daisy Hill Forest, Qld, Australia

Thursday, March 15, 2018


I was lucky enough to be invited by our village CEO Chiou See Anderson to a WCEI (Women Chiefs of Enterprises International)  function held at The Phillip Bacon Gallery in Brisbane. It was a preview of a new exhibition opening of Australian Women Artists.

There was a group of us that went from our village and it was an entertaining evening. The gallery was crowded with the whose who of influential business women including Quentin Bryce a past Governor General  of Australia and Keri Craig a famous international fashion designer from Brisbane.

It was a great night night. The art was very interesting and the canapés delicious and the company grand.
The group from Elements Retirement Living. Our CEO  Chiou See Anderson is far left

 This was my favourite by Vera Möller

 This one fascinated me because the sheep are in the shade of a tree but there is no tree. It is called Mirage by Lisa Adams.

 Aboriginal artist Emily Kame Kngwarreye

 This one was captivating. "Home Late" by Anne Wallace

 One of our group, Chris had a chat with Dame Quentin Bryce our past Governor General.

It sure was Chris's night because she won the door prize of this huge book about Keri Craig international fashion designer. The book filled a whole carry bag and weighed so much that Chris needed help to carry it home. We came home on the village bus just as well.

 Jan enjoyed these Tasmanian Scollop canapés because all the others had wheat, which she can't eat. She even stalked the waiter to have another. He found it amusing and then bought out another platter just for us.
 Then he returned with yet another and even followed Jan downstairs to the door as we were leaving. It was so funny. We were all very happy after being plied with many glasses of Champagne and wine.

Saturday, March 10, 2018


Continuing My Story
After Christmas in 1974 I took the girls to Sydney for a short holiday to see my parents and for them to see their grand daughters. Bill had to go to work. Carol fell asleep on the plane and Sonya cried because she had pain in her ears. It was fun trying to carry both of them out of the plane with a bag, and down stairs in those days. Finally, I got the attention of a flight attendant to help me. Grandma and Granddad took us to a park to feed the ducks.

Carol-Ann feeding the ducks.

What on earth am I wearing??? This activity probably led to my back problems now.

In grandma's garden
Grandma and Sonya
Aunt Ada and Mum enjoy the little ones.

I loved my babies.

It was hard trying to get the colour back into these 43 year old photos. Saying goodbye to Grandma and Granddad before flying back to Brisbane.

Thursday, March 8, 2018


It was George's Birthday a few weeks ago but we were late celebrating. George has to have a cataract operation soon so Bear had one done to show George that it is nothing to be worried about. Bear also knows that George enjoys doing jigsaw puzzles in his spare time. Bear is helping George solve this puzzle. If you are not familiar with our Birthday Bear tradition read here.

 We celebrated at Michaels Chinese Restaurant and we had a small banquet.

 Bear has had a cataract operation.

I dressed Bear for George. Bear is trying to do a jigsaw puzzle.

Unfortunately, Chris, Bob and Bill couldn't come due to illness. We had a delicious lunch.

Sunday, March 4, 2018


Continuing My Story

The northern Australian city of Darwin was devastated early on Christmas morning 1974 when hit by the tropical weather depression that was given the name Cyclone Tracy. As the eye of the cyclone passed over the city between midnight and 7am on Christmas morning, torrential rain fell and the winds were officially recorded at 217 kilometres per hour prior to the Bureau of Meteorology anemometer being destroyed. Houses and other buildings disintegrated under the onslaught, accompanied by the sounds of flying debris and breaking glass. Records have identified 66 names of individuals who perished as a result of the cyclone (53 on land and 13 at sea), and many more were injured. Seventy per cent of Darwin’s homes were destroyed or suffered severe damage, and all public services – communications, power, water and sewerage – were severed.
When news finally arrived in the southern cities, many organisations swung into action to help the people of Darwin.   Our local Lions Club, of which Bill was the President, immediately started raising funds by members  standing at red lights on the highway with buckets for drivers to throw in their donations. They raised thousands of dollars and their actions were recorded in the newspaper.
Bill is at the right back.

Monday, February 26, 2018


The CEO of our village is a Singaporean Chinese and a lovely lady. She loves cooking and cooks lunch for her staff everyday. Chiou See also enjoys cooking for the residents on special occasions especially Chinese New Year. Last Friday we had a fabulous feast and celebration. Relatives and especially grand children were invited. Some of us residents helped out in the preparations and cleaning up. There were 200 guests. Can you imagine cooking for 200?

 Chiou See cooking for 200

 She has some helpers

 Residents and relatives arrive 

 Getting closer to dinner time.

 Everybody is ready

 But first the entertaining Lion Dancers arrive.

 We feed them envelopes of money.

Dinner time!!!

Our table of friends

Happy souls

Saturday, February 24, 2018


We celebrated Bill's 75th with Birthday Bear and our friends at the Lions AFL Club. The service was good and the meals delicious and the company great. If you are not familiar with our Birthday Bear celebrations read here.

It was Ann's turn to dress Birthday Bear and she had just recently discovered that Bill used to paint. He hasn't done much since he discovered computers and digital photography and making videos.

However, Bear reminded him of his past and he is trying to convince Bill to pick up his brushes again.

Ann did a good job dressing Bear.

I must have been so interested in eating and chatting to my friends that I forgot to take a pic of our whole group.

Friday, February 16, 2018


I have been walking in the Daisy Hill Forest (Its real name is Daisy Hill Conservation Park) since about 1972 and I never get sick of doing that. I love looking for new things to photograph everyday.
 One of the creeks. It is just a waterhole now because we haven't had much rain.

 This is a Curlew protecting its chick from me. Look hard you can see two little legs coming down from the parent's wing.

 Spooky spider

 My walking buddies in the sun rays

Another waterhole sometimes called Billabongs.

Sometimes we do an afternoon walk. That is our village through the trees.