This is the last of the plums. We've had good crops of cherry plums, green-gold greengages, and blood plums this summer. Blood plums, the last to ripen, are my favourite of all plums.
I have started to use a mobile phone. For the first time. With trepidation. But I need to be able to ring people and services - and to be rung in turn - if I make a long trip.
Today I finally worked out how to download pictures from the mobile phone. Early this month Yin and I went to Kambei restaurant and celebrated his birthday with a (modest) banquet.
Wednesday, 1 February 2017
Cool Summer 2017
I've had a long break of two years during which I've been sick and got better, worked on and off on a thesis and stopped taking photos.
I've tried Facebook but it isn't as much a pleasure as blogging.
There's a rosella outside my window and blood plums ripening on the plum tree. I feel like celebrating living in Ballarat again.
Here's town and city in the eighteen seventies with the Yarrowee River in between.
I live in Ballarat, an old goldfields town, in the central west of Victoria, but southerly in relation to the world. I love Chinese architecture, the post-goldfields towns and countryside of central Victoria, and I love the practice and the art of history. This year I'm beginning a research project on Ballarat in the 1870s.