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BRAVO

BRAVO

Helen and I have known each other for over forty years. We meet at a music evening not long after she had moved to New Plymouth for a great job opportunity. We became good friends and loved the monthly meetings listening to classical music. She had always loved singing and was delighted to discover the wonderful voices that sang opera. It was some years later that I was introduced to opera ( a story in itself ).

What a wonderful world that opened up for me. And of course, I wanted to hear and learn more. With a few other interested people, we decided to listen as a group. Soon we were meeting in each other home twice a month listening at first, before videos and then DVD,s came along. They were some of the best nights ever as I discovered the fantastic world of Verdi, Puccini and Donizetti. Helen and some of the other members loved A wider variety of different opera composers. But I was always stuck in a grove with those wonderful Italian guys. I then spent nearly ten years living and working in the Waikato. When I came home to My beloved New Plymouth, Helen was one of the first people to welcome me back. Those Wonderful opera evenings were so healing and I felt that I just picked up where I had left off. By then new tenors had come along and their wonderful voices have got me listening to so many different composers these days.

As the years moved along we have lost members in one way or another and about two years ago we stopped our meetings. I was extra busy at the time so didn’t miss it at first. Yes, one can download opera and enjoy watching them. It was the sharing I missed very much indeed.

Helen has retired now and on a cool rather wet Tuesday afternoon a week or two ago we sat and watch the one and only Jonas Kaufman singing at a concert at the Turin’s Opera House in Italy. It was just delightful and we loved every moment of it. There were many smiles as we sat and enjoyed afternoon tea before she left. Best off all.we plan to watch opera once a month from now on. Applause, Applause.

BRAVO

Helen and I have known each other for over forty years. We meet at a music evening not long after she had moved to New Plymouth for a great job opportunity. We became good friends and loved the monthly meetings listening to classical music. She had always loved singing and was delighted to discover the wonderful voices that sang opera. It was some years later that I was introduced to opera ( a story in itself ).

What a wonderful world that opened up for me. And of course, I wanted to hear and learn more. With a few other interested people, we decided to listen as a group. Soon we were meeting in each other home twice a month listening at first, before videos and then DVD,s came along. They were some of the best nights ever as I discovered the fantastic world of Verdi, Puccini and Donizetti. Helen and some of the other members loved A wider variety of different opera composers. But I was always stuck in a grove with those wonderful Italian guys. I then spent nearly ten years living and working in the Waikato. When I came home to My beloved New Plymouth, Helen was one of the first people to welcome me back. Those Wonderful opera evenings were so healing and I felt that I just picked up where I had left off. By then new tenors had come along and their wonderful voices have got me listening to so many different composers these days.

As the years moved along we have lost members in one way or another and about two years ago we stopped our meetings. I was extra busy at the time so didn’t miss it at first. Yes, one can download opera and enjoy watching them. It was the sharing I missed very much indeed.

Helen has retired now and on a cool rather wet Tuesday afternoon a week or two ago we sat and watch the one and only Jonas Kaufman singing at a concert at the Turin’s Opera House in Italy. It was just delightful and we loved every moment of it. There were many smiles as we sat and enjoyed afternoon tea before she left. Best off all.we plan to watch opera once a month from now on. Applause, Applause.

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Tears (window washers)

Tears (window washers)

Sitting here I watch the world

Through the windows of coloured iris

Where emotions stretch, far and long

Pooling upon rail top, of the lower eyelid

The rim’s edge overflowing, forming droplets

That cascade in slow moving rivulets

Being released to the skin’s surface,

To the greater part cleansing;

Sometimes draining

This cup is overflowing

With the salty, liquid window wash;

I had no idea there was

Quite so much dirt, dried upon the soul

Standing on tip toes, head above water

This lake is deep stretching, both in space & time,

The continuous drizzle of the ground swell,

Builds emotional intensity

© Robbie Grace © Clive Robbie Grace

Written 2007, Completed 2008

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TREE OF LIFE

TREE OF LIFE

It really wasn’t until we can to New Plymouth that we fell in love the wonderful pink springtime blossoms that seemed to be everywhere. This beautiful piece of work was made by my daughter Serendipity Grace for her brother Clive Christmas gift this year.

Tree of life

Represents how forces of nature come together to create harmony and balance, a symbol of wisdom, strength, long life and the insight within.

Rebirth in the shedding of its leaves in Autumn, hibernating in the winter months and the delight of new green buds and wonderful fragile blossoms come the spring. This teaches us to know how frail pinks love can be and we must treasure and value each moment.

Let us take a closer look at the pinks in this lovely piece of work. All the pinks bring feelings of love. The very pale gives us the opportunity to feel compassion and caring for ourself and the world

The warmer shades help to bring more tenderness to the moment. It nurtures emotional well-being, surrounding us in a loving atmosphere. Pink is always willing to listen, letting you be kinder to yourself and helping you to trust your inner voice.

While the deeper pink, the magenta brings us divine love from above, love in the little things in life. Magenta gives deeper caring and tenderness to everyday life.

Magenta through its gentleness, penetrate the depth, sounding to the soul. Surrounding this all with woven copper wire with its hint of the fulfilling and positive orange has made it a most delightful gift.

Please have a look at the wonderful jewellery that Serendipity is making and comment if you wish

https://www.instagram.com/serendipitygracejewellery

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DELIGHTFUL COFFEE MORNING

DELIGHTFUL COFFEE MORNING

Last Saturday morning after buying veggies and walking home I noticed that Vintage Industries was open. So when I got home, I dropped off the trolley with the veggies. Grabbed Jasper and in five minutes we were sitting waiting for the coffee. Jasper of course on his small travelling rug close by my chair.

This is such an interesting place with a collection of marine and all kinds of other vintage stuff. I loved the very large jars in old fashion brown, dark green and clear. I could see in my mind’s eye massive displays of hydrangeas or Agapanthus in them. The super range of copper and brass lamps of every shape and size caught my eye. And I fell in love with the large size antique wooden tables. Wonderful chairs with the old world looking cane seats that had been imported from France. The coffee came and was as always, hot and delicious. I was busy thinking of how I could fit some of the there are lovely things into the Orange apartment. Believe me, I’m sure I would have no trouble at all. Find a place that you love for coffee today.

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THE DELIGHTFUL EMBROIDERY

THE DELIGHTFUL EMBROIDERY

A dear friend who often comes for coffee and cake with Jasper and me. And knowing that I love embroidery from the thirties and forties, asked if I would like some old pieces of embroidered work that her mother and aunt had done many years ago. I, of course, said with a bright smile “yes please”

She brought them the very next time she came to visit. They had been tucked away in an old box for some many years and she was so pleased to find them a good home. We looked through the box together. What treasures we found. There were several exquisite pieces of very fine silk crochet in that lovely old beige colour. Wonderful old fashion dressing table sets in white cotton, the finest work that I have ever seen. But the real gems for me were the most charming placemats and napkins with a sweet and so dainty buttercup embroidered on them. And here they all were in an old box waiting for someone to come along and love them again.

I carefully washed the cloths by hand. Loving the feeling of being connected to the ladies who had spent so many hours making them and using them in their own homes. Once ironed, I could hardly wait to put these sweet little cloths around my home. What a wonderful joy it is having such handwork from a bygone era all around me.

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View from the Window

View from the Window

The view from this window is rather nice

Scenes from the street, the passers-by

There are beautiful ladies with shapely figures

And families strolling along in groups

Even the odd dog, leading a leash

While upon the road, cars are slowly gliding through

A cabbage tree’s spear-like leaves ruffle in the breeze

As birds of paradise show off their plumage,

While atop the opera house, black-backs rest

Surveying the city from this vantage point,

Interesting rectangular boxes and tangential angles

Are generating from the buildings’ rowed formations

Aromas of ground coffee waft the air

While in the background there’s a sizzling hot plate

Some bacon? with your eggs,

Yes all rather nice, rather nice indeed

Just what a weekend should be.

The little things, love then dearly.

Birds of Paradise – a bright flowering plant,

Black-back – large New Zealand seagull

Sunday morning early 2008

© Robbie Grace © Clive Robbie Grace