slow but sure

 I am gradually moving my treasures into Bellerive.

It is a fairly spartan interior.  I'm waiting for the Triabunna house to sell before I bring in any heavy furniture.

To date I have seen no welcoming blackbirds but a magpie did grace my wall as I sorted through photos today, and it later walked right up to the window to watch me eat.

I spent last night at Georgia's where we discovered some truly historic photos, eg the above:  Mrs History, Georgia, baby Oscar (dressed for the occasion) and I preparing to go carol singing with the Cottage School children in the mid 1990s.  Emma looks on hoping to accompany us.  And there is also an arm...

Now I am a almost a City Girl, I have subscribed to five Van Diemen's Band (VDB) Tuesday lunch time concerts.  The first was last week and it was a revelation with members of Ensemble Offspring playing traditional instruments with digital inputs.  I've never seen a laptop on stage before nor seen a musician wearing a ring which can be waved around to distort sound waves.

Claire Edwards is a percussion legend - so professional, so entertaining, so alive!

All this fitted in very nicely with the book I'm reading.  I'm on a Donna Leon bender at the moment.

resuming transmission

 

pellucid Bellerive Beach, Sunday morning

My beachy travels have taken me from West Beach to Encounter Bay, SA and finally to Bellerive, Tas, where I will stay.  No more Triabunna.  Bellerive toute seule, after many years of stevietude.  I may need to change the name of this blog, but no hurry.  I'm just gently settling in and enjoying.

Yesterday I walked along the beach to my local supermarket and enjoyed this sign.  When my fridge stops freezing everything, I shall buy my milk this way.