Author: laranettle

Quote of the Week

“We patronize them for their incompleteness, for their tragic fate of having taken form so far below ourselves. And therein we err, and greatly err. For the animal shall not be measured by man. In a world older and more complete than ours they move finished and complete, gifted with extensions of the senses we have lost or never attained, living by voices we shall never hear. They are not brethren, they are not underlings; they are other nations, caught with ourselves in the net of life and time, fellow prisoners of the splendor and travail of the earth.”
— Henry Beston, circa 1925

Australian Museum – The Wildlife Photographer of the Year 2004 Exhibition

Australian Museum – The Wildlife Photographer of the Year 2004 Exhibition

Saw this after work yesterday – superb, amazing, shocking, dreadful, inspiring, and beyond beautiful. Despite our restricted budget, we bought the book – so many images of rare truth, it was heartening to see our natural envirnonment cherished, and lovingly portrayed. I am re-energised, and want to photograph the world again.

Australia Day

Rhubarb is four today. Four years old ! Custard is nearly five 🙂 Custard is sitting on my lap as I type, playing therapy bunny. Do I need therapy ? Probably.

Last night Mark brought some papers for Mum from the hospital where George died, and I started leafing through them while Dad and Mark chatted. There was a booklet on greiving, which I flicked through, and suddenly I was in floods of tears.

More tears this morning – I feel like I am right back where I was when he died, I haven’t healed at all. The wound, the loss, is still as sharp as ever.

Marguerite and Gregor gave us a wedding present last night – a gorgeous framed card of a Lindsay cat. We love it:)

And yesterday was Dad’s birthday. We got him a carving of a turtle breaking out of his egg, and I printed up one of the mushroom photos as a card. Lovely dinner, I think Dad had a good day.

So now I have the rest of the day to stop feeling like I’ve been steamrollered, so I can go back to work tomorrow and pretend everything os OK.

Knitting for Babies

My world seems to be filling up with babies. First Barry and Cath. my cousin Katie, and now Richard’s sister is pregnant with triplets. Eeek ! That is a LOT of feet !

I’ve been experimenting with some simple bootie patterns, and have competed the knitting on the firts pair, and I hope to get them sewn up this afternoon. Based on a simle rectangle, I can finish a pair in about 8 hours knitting, and they look really cute – like little wooden blocks. I have seen the books that claim to have simple patterns for babies, but hell – it’s not like a baby needs coture finishing or lace bobbles. Babies fit very well into the Lara Theory of Fashion – Make one thing garish enough, and they won’t notice the rest of your outfit.

Grasshopper Comes of Age

Chops is over a year old now, and almost a grown up Hare. He’s had his nuts of, and is fighting fit. Just ask Custard 🙂

Rhubarb seems to like to hang out with him, but Custard isn’t keen on having the interloper as part of his warren untill he learns proper rabbit grooming etiquette. Fat chance of that.

So anyway, here is a picture of his wild and exquisite handsomeness.