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Waiting for what? That’s what I need to find out, then once I work it out, it will happen. the world the whole wide world is out there, waiting for me to get moving, and bring my ‘Thing’ out, where they can see it, do it, experience it, enjoy it, then tell everyone they know about it!
Well that’s a brief look at what my most recent plan is, or the biggest one of them anyway. I have lots of plans, if you include brief thoughts that seem to me to be good things to have a go at doing, plans.
Oh, I know that’s not a plan, it’s something much smaller than a plan, and less worthy. Plans are big, and they have bold letters, and paragraphs. Sometimes they might have numbers and graphs in them, and quotes from worthy people,
Plans set things out in ways that may seem logical, and come to possible conclusions even before the plan is even enacted, Wow!
Hovering plans like I’m on about here may have some of those things, but mine rarely have numbers or graphs, I’m more of an ideas person, working with words, not numbers. Numbers and I have never been Besties.
I can do simple math, but if I’d need a calculator to get the math done, I’m just not interested. I can write far better than I can calculate, I’ve always been that way, and probably always will be. At my age, more than half way through my likely lifetime, I’ll keep on with my plans that don’t need numbers done.

I took this photo this morning, because it looked like an owl, and I like owls. And I have a fascination in seeing living things in inanimate things.
See that photograph there, I took that photo not only because I like such things, but I also had a kind of nano plan that I may use the photo in something else, something bigger than just one slightly quirky photo.
I don’t know anything much more about that little mini plan, but it could quite likely end up in a book, with other such photos, and some words written by me, and possibly with quotes from others who’ve looked at and thought about things like I’m thinking about now.
I love the way the ideas come out of my head and onto the page as I write about them like this. And just because I had no idea about putting that photo in this article when I started, I that doesn’t matter, because, well it’s interesting isn’t it, looking at the thought practises of others? I think it is anyway, and with luck, you think so too!
Going back to how this started, the biggest plan I have at the moment is the one I’ve been working on for well over a year now, the one that possible will also be with me for the rest of my lifetime, and that is the Redbanks Rust & Found Art Installation.
I created this from bits of rusty and/or metal things, then put them on the fence of our place (asking my husband whether he minded, of course). He didn’t mind so I went on putting things on our fence, until there were, by my reckoning, over 400 individual items on the fence. Oops that’s a number, so obviously I can do numbers if they’re relevant to what I’m thinking a lot about!
So once I had that number of different things, I was thinking about what I was doing, and some thoughts became ideas, then some of those ideas solidified into contexts, and it was obvious I’d taken a step up from creating and had begun actually curating this thing. That’s when I named what I was doing, and now, there are (look out, a bigger number coming) now there are around 700 individual items on display at this Art Installation.
And I’m even thinking of getting students involved and having them actually count how many things there are, and separate the number into the types of things that are there. There are vehicle related, food preparation related, farming related, tools related, and probably a ‘what the heck is that’ related section as well.
This thing is a much bigger thing that the owl-looking photo, and I am proud of that fact!
But as I’m learning, it’s also a tricky thing to get organised, and to get the word out about it. And when that business is an art related thing, but doesn’t actually happen at an Art Gallery, but actually is something quite different, it’s at your front fence, well, difficult!
I’m excited about this business idea, but oh my, it’s not easy to get my head around all of the hits and pieces. I have plans regarding getting help about that, and with luck, and action on my part, 2026 may be the year I begin making my way in the business world!
Some people may find this challenge a bit scary, but to me the challenge is exciting, not scary at all! The worst thing to happen is that it won’t work in terms of making money.
I won’t be spending much more than I already do, so given how things currently are, it’s a no brainer to not go for it!
2026 will be the year I give business a go, and stop pussy footing around with it all!
I suspect next year will actually bring a number of confusing and worrying things, as well as clarity and things, same as usual, but not completely …
My earnest expectation is that my long thought about, written about, and sadly ignored Business may actually blossom in the new year, and may begin making money!
Today I’ve put together notes, to share with a relevant person who knows what they’re doing, and will be able to set me on the right track.
And I know where to go to get this process started, and I’ll go there tomorrow morning, or in the afternoon, when I will have an empty time between other appointments.
So bring on the clarity, I’m ready and willing to embrace you, big time!
At the moment, I’m both happy with things in my life, while being sad about the reasons for that, but now also terribly upset about an awful medical situation for a loved family member.
I’m fine, and husband, son, and daughter-in-law are also fine. But death has marched into my life twice this year, and demanded I deal with my thoughts and ideas about such deaths. The idea of ‘a blessed relief’ has never before been as well understood as on the death of these two.
Living with pain, with inadequate pain relief is a terrible thing, and at the moment I’m definitely in favour of the idea of euthanisia and voluntary assisted dying. The two deaths I’m referring to here are firstly than of my mother, and secondly, that of a dog who has been living with my husband and I for about a year.
The second death, that of the loved pet, who was an old dog, suffering from a nasty cancer in her shoulder that was causing her much pain. She was humanely ‘put down’ recently, in my home, with the people who loved her present, with a vet doing the medical procedure.
It was a sad, but also glad time, because we all knew how much pain this poor dog had been suffereing from in recent times. And at her age 14 years, and considering the cancer, there was no way she was going to recover and be completely pain free, for more that a matter of a few months, and only if she’d gone through the removal of the affected leg.
That was deemed to be far too much, by her owners, my son and his wife, and having lived with this lovely dog for so long, I also wanted her pain to be gone, even if that meant she would have to die. That pain, even with pain killers, was awful to see, and would have been terrible for her to experience, I’m sure.

Her final day. She loved to lie down on the grass, in the sun!
So all of us present on this day could agree, this was a beautiful and compassionate ending to a life lived with those who cared.
Sadly, my mother’s death was something quite different to this loved dog’s ending, even though Mum also had people in her life who loved her and wished her well. My mother, at 85 years of age, died, also having suffered pain, even though she had been taking pain relief.
That pain relief though seems to have actually have been adding to some of her medical symptoms, is my understanding, although I am far from a medically trained person. My mother had been taking paracetamol, and the cause of her death was this:
Combined effects of paracetamol toxicity and cardiac failure led to my mother’s death
While this was an awful way to die, at her age, death was only around the corner anyway, so in a metter of only a few years, it was bound to happen.
The death of this lovely dog mentioned, at her age of 14, it was on its way too. A new death has occured though, a third death, with this death being the death of a young man, my nephew from a torn Aorta, that was unexpected, devastating and awful. My nephew was a young man, happy in life now, living his dream life in fact, until, suddenly this disease hits him, and despite operations to try to save his life, he died.
I’m having trouble with this death, it has hurt me to the core, and I am incredibly sad for his parents and siblings who’ve lived with him, and know the beautiful soul that he was, so much better than I. I can only think of the pride and love I’ve felt for my nephew, and feel grateful to have known him.
So, yes, there have been good things in my life, but overall, at the moment, the bad is weighing heavily on me, and on my family. If bad things come in threes, then are the better times on their way? I don’t believe in that either
I wish I was a believer in heaven, but the best I can do is to imagine my mother, the young man, and that loved dog all getting together and have a lovely time with pats, treats, and love galore!
May we all have such beautiful times, in life, many times, before the Grim Reaper comes to do his job and takes us away.
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