Up the garden path

Tulips

Elegant and simple. Nothing at all like me, perhaps why I love them.

More and more flowers

There was a time when I aspired to be a florist!

Flower Festival Day 4

Carnival photo feast continues

The Carnival of Flowers is Sprung

Spring Celebrations

The Toowoomba Carnival of Flowers is 60 years old, Australia's longest running horticultural festival.

Night Watch

The 2004 Russian film, Night Watch doesn't lay anything out on a platter - it lets you be confused and then unravels the satisfyingly complex storyline in a visual feast. The mix of interesting cinematography, sets and animations buzzes with life.

This action fantasy tells a tale of good and evil, or specifically the Others, who posses special powers and must choose light or dark. But for me, the real theme of the movie is that life is shades of grey.

We saw this movie when it came out. There were exactly three people in the theatre. I picked up the DVD pretty cheap, but it is worth every cent. It is a keeper that can be watched over again. The DVD has been dubbed so you don't have to read the subtitles and miss the gorgeousness of the visuals.

Why we love the internet.

This is why I love the internet.

At 7am on Sunday morning, whilst still in my pajamas, I can:

- Buy my mother her birthday present

- Buy my favourite Gum Leaf Essential Oils.

Breastfeeding - fiendish or miraclous?

There are three good things I have done for my kids: read to them, talk and listen to them, and breastfeed them.

According to the Courier Mail, a newspoll survey found up to 30% of people think breastfeeding should not be done in public.

Let’s put this in perspective. It is fine to drink and get drunk in public; people do it in pubs every night. We can see nudity and sex on television. People barely bat an eyelid at swearing.

The Valley on a Saturday is a flesh feast, bum cheeks, breasts beaming in the street lights.

And yet, the very best start I can give my baby in life – one that will protect him from illness, increase his intelligence, speech and eyesight and is free and environmentally friendly – is inappropriate for the public.

I was discreet, but I never hid while breast feeding in public. One of the saddest things I ever saw was a mother breastfeeding in the corner of a room while her husband held a cloth up in front of her. I wonder was it his problem or hers?

Breast milk and breastfeeding is a natural miracle. Any support a woman gets to continue breastfeeding is an investment in the future of her child. Criticism is tantamount to child abuse.

There, you did not know I was a ranter did you?