As promised, here are some photos of the Kite Festival held last weekend (March 2nd). Some of these were taken with my phone, and some were taken with my DSLR, and while each camera has its own strengths and weaknesses, the lack of a zoom on my phone camera meant that all but the largest kites looked like specks against the blue.
By the time I got there it was late afternoon, and Ajak Kwai (http://www.ajakkwai.com/ ) was performing on the Bell main stage. Ajak commented on the heat, which had been building all day and was making many people and dogs look a little frazzled. She, on the other hand, was revelling in it. Having moved to Tasmania 11 years ago from the Sudan, she said that she has missed the heat terribly.
Unlike the weekend just gone, though, the heat wasn’t excessive, and there were many families out enjoying the perfect kite-flying weather. WOMAD, on the other hand, – held last weekend in Adelaide – sweltered through a record-breaking heatwave. Clouds of dust stirred by passing crowds apparently coated everything and turned to mud on perspiring skin and on anyone entering the mist tent.
There weren’t many large kites in the later part of the day, but lots of smaller ones were up and flying in amongst the few big ones there were.
Street performers were also part of the entertainment for the day, and this particular one had a large crowd fascinated. He was performing tricks with three batons/rods, and had them moving so quickly that at one stage I wondered of they were actually connected to each other. He proved that they weren’t by tossing them in the air and then catching them and going on to the next trick, but I really wouldn’t have been surprised if they had been.
I had a great time walking around taking pictures – I’m only sorry that there were two events competing for our attention on the same day!
What can I add to the title, other than to tell you that this is Maggie – my uncle’s dog. My mum often dog-sits for him, and when she does, Maggie makes herself at home. Oh to be a dog…
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It has been raining on and off over the last 24 hours, for what seems like the first time in weeks, and last night Meg and I couldn’t resist getting out in it and going for a walk. Here she is with her new umbrella – bought weeks ago but only getting its first use.
The drought has meant that even Winter was very dry, although it started out with promise. Now at the start of Spring, Melbourne’s water catchments are still only just over 39% full and stage 3a water restrictions have just been confirmed for the remainder of the year.
Bucketing water out from the shower and the washing machine will ensure that everything remains alive, but comes at the cost of ‘bucket back’ and splashed floors. I’m not complaining – three minute showers have become long enough (any longer seems like a terrible indulgence) – just noting the changes from the way we used to do things. As long as I can keep the garden alive it is worth the extra effort, particularly as the vegie garden really gets going with the summer crops.
While I’ve been preparing the garden for the new season, it has been fun to watch our dogs play. One of them – Cher – has only been with us for eighteen months, and although she is six and a half, had never been allowed to roam around in a garden before coming to us. Her first home saw her kept as a trophy – only allowed out of her trolley to eat or go to the toilet – and harrassed by her owner’s son and his dog. Her second home was back in the breeder’s kennel and although she was well looked-after, she was kept in a pen and not as a pet.
With us, she spends hours exploring the garden and chasing the doves away, and thinks that vegie patches are great places to investigate – especially once blood and bone is added to the mix! At the end of the day, she even gets to sleep on the bed. What more could a dog ask for?