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The Drover And His Dog

This is a poem I had written sometime back and it is about the daily, working, life of a drover/shepherd and his dog. I am sure there are times when the simple routine would be more appealing than the frenetic life many of us lead.

Noun – A drover is someone whose job or occupation is to make sheep or cattle move from one place to another in groups.

 

He sits before the flickering fire

The drover with his trusty dog

Under the endless, starlit night

Stealing warmth from blackened logs

 

His work-worn hardened hands

Labour tirelessly from dawn to dusk

Herding his flock over rocks and land

To earn his meagre, daily crust

 

The sheep, they know his unspoken commands

And his faithful companion’s bark

Their aimless, bodies huddle or move

And graze from morn till dark

 

Day is done when he settles down

Neath the stars and the hound who parks

His weary body upon the ground

And beside the wind swept sparks

 

Gazing up at the velvet expanse

This man of simple needs

Savours silence over the darkened land

With blessed contentment indeed

 

(C) Wendy Robinson September 2015 All Rights Reserved

Disclaimer: My thanks go to the various photographers for these shots of the drover and the working dogs.

If you have any comment, I would love to hear it.

Monday 3rd April: We almost lost our family pet around six months ago. Our Staffy dreads going to the Vet as I’m sure it conjures up nightmarish recall of the needles she has to endure and that day was no exception.

I knew how grave her condition was when I had to carry her up the steps into the waiting room and she was too weak to protest. The readings for her liver were off the scale and she was jaundiced.

Fortunately, an initial needle of antibiotic followed by antibiotic tablets and a-wait-and-see worrisome period of ten days, did the trick and she recovered.

Two weeks ago, she became quite ill again. She managed to crawl up the stairs and only gave a token resistance into entering the ‘house of horrors.’ Fortunately, our vet is gentle and caring and our pet is in his good hands. The vet was concerned that her liver was compromised again and gave her another antibiotic needle and another round of tablets. This time however, she perked up after only a day.

Her annual check-up and heart-worm injection had been postponed to Monday, two weeks after the second treatment. The vet checked her out thoroughly and gave her the tick for strong teeth, clear eyes and ears, solid heartbeat and overall health. I stood before him and a wave of gratitude and relief washed over me.

It was only after that ordeal that I thought about my ‘gratitude’ post and gave myself a virtual ‘high-five,’ as it clearly became my big ‘thank you’ point for Monday.

Challenges are what makes life interesting and overcoming them is what makes life meaningful. ~Joshua E. Marine

 

Tuesday 4th April: Soccer training was on, despite a brief shower and the overcast condition. A soggy, squelchy walk onto the field did not help matters but the little ‘wanna-be soccer star’ joined in the training session with enthusiasm.

The dark clouds gathered ominously overhead and the air grew even chillier. I raced to my car and grabbed the large umbrella and walked back across the field. Quite a few of the adults did not bother getting their umbrellas.

I looked up and spotted the beginnings of a rainbow and couldn’t help feeling cheered by it. I just managed to get a quick shot of it when I remembered I had to return a relative’s phone call.

I was on the phone when the rest of the rainbow streaked across the sky. I couldn’t get a photo of it while on the phone and hoped it would remain until the conversation was over. The colour spectrum was quite vivid against the dark clouds and I watched it in a mesmerised state.

The rainbow disappeared however, when more dark clouds rolled in and I quickly ended my phone call. Almost on cue, the rain pelted down and I hastily put my umbrella up.

The coaches continued the training session and the little players bravely played in the drenching rain. I couldn’t help marvelling at the scene and likewise, ignored my soaked leather boots and thoroughly wet jeans.

After ten more minutes of further play, the coaches cancelled the training. The hour was almost up anyway. My little charge and I walked across the field, huddled while laughing under the umbrella, as we squelched through it.

When I checked my phone that night, I saw my shot of the little crest of rainbow and couldn’t help smiling at the beauty of it. Needless to say, that rainbow has my gratitude for appearing in an almost cheerful manner in a darkly laden sky.

(C) Wendy Robinson All rights reserved

Enjoy the little things in life, because one day you will look back and realise they were the big things. ~Kurt Vonnegut

Oh la la: All the above photos are my own so I don’t need to use the ‘disclaimer’ in this post.

One of my mottoes is to always remember the kindness of others and I have often spoken about it to my family.

Saturday: I had to post a large envelope with a statutory declaration in it, and decided to drop into our local post office. The postmistress often has a quick chat and is a lovely lady. Saturday morning was no exception!

She mentioned seeing me dropping off a young relative to school in the mornings and said that her son had been his buddy and mentor when he first started kindergarten. It was wonderful learning that we had this connection.

She asked me if I dropped him every day. I then told her that I did as his mother was quite ill and couldn’t do it and had not been able to do it for over a year. On learning about the illness, she offered to make a meal or two for their family. I was so touched and grateful at this unexpected offer.

Imagine this folks, I only know this lady when I visit the post office and here she was, offering to make a meal for my relatives. This generous gesture just made my day and moved me so much. I will always remember her kindness.

 

Sunday: It was a busy day but just on midday, I received an unexpected phone call from a family member who lived an hour and a half away from us. She is an absolute delight and rang to say she wanted to drop in with her baby son and toddler. It can usually be months before we see each other so this was a wonderful surprise.

This family member is a ray of sunshine, is bubbly and has an infectious laugh. Needless to say, the two hour visit went much too quickly.

We have to give thanks for the people who bring much joy into our lives.

© Wendy Robinson All rights reserved

How beautiful a day can be when kindness touches it. ~ George Elliston

Disclaimer: My thanks go to the various photographers for the above image and photos.

Have you received or done a kindness recently? Please share your experience in the comments.

This is my first time at re-blogging and I am doing so as I feel Nicole’s story is worthy of re-posting. Nicole’s story is a must-read for those with a family history of diabetes or for anyone associated with the disease. Nicole is candid about her experience and has bravely shared it on this post. Please leave your comments for her.

Bold Blind Beauty

What It Means To Be Insulin Dependent

Each year the fourth Tuesday in March is the National American Diabetes Association Alert Day (follow the link to take the risk test) to bring awareness to the issue of Type 2 Diabetes. The story you are about to read is one young woman’s Type 1 Diabetes and subsequent sight loss journey as a result of the disease. I’ve been following Nicole on Instagram for a few months and was so touched by her openness to share aspects of the disease we seldom talk about. Without further ado, I present to you, Nicole:

Close up selfie of Nicole and her mom Nicole and her mom

It’s hard for me to describe all the feelings I had when Stephanae asked me if I would write my story to be featured in the month of March on prevention, diabetes, and vision loss on her blog. At first, I felt so honored and so excited!

Now…

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Phoenix Arise

This is dedicated to two of my friends who are going through tough times and also for all those who need encouragement. For JC and JF: Please remember: Your heart is big and your spirit is even bigger.

When the chips are down and you’re feeling low

When the tide turns and you’re being towed

When the world is against you and your spirit burns

When you hit rock bottom and there’s nowhere to turn

Look deep within you to draw from your soul

Seek strength and solace and make it your goal

To rise above the hurt, pain and tears

And face the world despite your fears

This is the step and the leap you will take

To heal your broken spirit and the heart break

Remember, the rainbow in its glorious hues

Only after rain and storm, appears on cue

To renew your spirit and grace the skies

While you, like the mythical Phoenix, will rise

 

© Wendy Robinson All rights reserved

Promise me you’ll always remember: You’re braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem and smarter than you think. ~Christopher Robin to Winnie the Pooh (by A.A. Milne)

Disclaimer: My thanks go to the artist of the above image.

I would love to hear your comment. Please feel free to do so.

 

I had no idea what I had started when I airily made a promise to do 100 ‘gratitude’ posts. I hasten to say that I fully intend to keep my promise but I will stretch them out and do ten at a time, with a break of a week in-between. I’m still sticking to my undertaking and I will complete 100 gratitude posts and that ‘your honour’ will hopefully be accepted in any court of law.

On reflection, I have thoroughly enjoyed recording the day’s gratitude and each day held a totally unexpected surprise to be thankful for. The beauty of the daily ‘gratitude post’ is that you never know what the day will hold until it is over and you review the day to pinpoint the part that you give thanks for.

Doing an exercise such as this, has put me in the mindset of keeping my finger on the pulse of looking for and being aware of the blessings that most of us take for granted.

I can therefore say, I will no doubt continue to look for the proverbial ‘silver lining in the cloud’ or the rainbow after the rain,’ thereby, continuing to be grateful on my week’s break.

I have several projects in mind and will work on those projects on my break and will hopefully have other subjects other than the gratitude reports to post.

Thank you to all those who have been reading my daily posts and I hope you will drop by and read some of my other writings in the weeks in between the ‘gratitude posts.’

© Wendy Robinson All rights reserved

Good writing is supposed to evoke sensation in the reader – not the fact that it is raining, but the feeling of being rained upon. ~ E. L. Doctorow

Disclaimer: Both quote images have been gleaned from the internet and my thanks go to the respective authors/creators.

I couldn’t have scripted how the day would turn out if I tried. I woke up to the news that two members of the family were in hospital and a third could potentially have major health issues. Families from both sides rallied around to help and two other family members were keeping us posted on the respective situations.

Apart from medical tests and medication, it was a waiting game. Both of the members in hospital were in a lot of pain and the third member had an appointment with the GP. It was a worrying time.

Keenly aware that my blogposts are themed on ‘gratitude,’ I had to dig deep to find something to be grateful for. A decision to shelve the issue while we awaited more news, was, in my opinion, a better course of action and at times like these, it is also best to keep busy.

By late evening, both members were medicated but more tests were required. I dreaded hearing about the third member’s results but the GP instead, suggested seeing a Specialist.

I found lots to do to keep me occupied and busy but it wasn’t until I opened a pile of mail that I realised how much I needed to relax. There among the pile of letters was a normal-sized, bulky envelope and a large package, and surprise of all surprises, they were both addressed to me.

I opened the smaller envelope and discovered a second envelope with a beautiful pair of earrings wrapped in soft covering, from my sister-in-law and brother. My sister in law said she thought the earrings would look nice on me, when she spotted the earrings. Just seeing the gift lifted my spirit and I certainly needed my spirit lifted.

I then opened the large parcel and found a gift-wrapped, oblong package. I also began to wonder why the gifts were sent when it wasn’t even my birthday.

Nestled in the wrapping was an exquisitely carved wooden box made up of different pieces of wood and on opening the box, I found a fine-looking, wooden pen.

These gifts were no doubt posted a few days earlier, whereby, one in particular was posted from far north Queensland but both gifts arrived at a most opportune time.

To recap, the day started out dreadfully but by nightfall and the arrival of the unexpected gifts, the concerns and worries were cushioned to a certain extent.

I still marvel that there were angels thinking about me a few days earlier, without being aware that their thoughtfulness would bring extra-comfort.

© Wendy Robinson All rights reserved

Love and kindness are never wasted. They always make a difference. They bless the one who receives them and they bless the giver. ~Barbara De Angelis

This post is a few days late and I’m sure you can understand why. I will write a review of the last ten days of my gratitude posts tomorrow.

I would love to hear your comments.

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