Winter sunset in Canberra. My camera broke when we arrived at Canberra Airport at the end of our trip, so I can’t take decent pictures at the moment!
Happy birthday to my brother for the 28th of June. He probably wouldn’t appreciate me putting him on this blog, so here’s a photo of us from the back, in Sweden a couple of years ago. 🙂 He chose one important date to be born on. Sure, he’s only 16.5 months (that half month was important to me when I was a kid) younger than me, but I still count it. 🙂
A note: I am nowhere near caught up after months overseas. I have been working on three computers, but one died completely when I returned home, and I am having all sorts of trouble accessing my various email accounts. Also, my accounts are still stuck in Ukrainian or Russian languages, with Italian ads. In other words: my computers cannot figure out what country I’m in.
I mentioned last year that someone I had known most of my life was murdered and raped (the word order is deliberate) by her ex-boyfriend. He was back in court on Friday.
On a better note, look what arrived in the post yesterday (we apparently get mail on Saturdays now). Thank you very much to Anne Gracie for making my week with that package, and also to another favourite author, Madeline Hunter, for also sending me a package! There’s something about real post that will always be better than anything on the internet!
Outside a bar beside Lake Burley Griffin yesterday afternoon. We needed a drink or three after voting, plus we ran into people we hadn’t seen for fifteen years!:
No one life should be worth more than another, but a Ukrainian opera singer from the Paris Opera was killed by a Russian sniper this week, and so the never-ending war in Ukraine finally made it back into the international news.
To finish this massive essay on a better note: I am still very much enjoying the things I missed while I was away. Some (many) things about Australia drive me crazy (the misogynists, bigots – and bogans!), but I will forever be grateful we have so much variety with snack food – and all food! (Heh, what a thing to be proud of!) In other aspects of life, too, the variety, choice, variation, whatever word you can think of here is so much better than most countries. I adore travelling, but I’m finding I also sort of like being home. And after the Northern Hemisphere’s terrible “summer”, where it actually snowed a few times, coming home to our version of winter is just fine!